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Condos
03:48
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Every blue roof condo shakes to share its view
With the lovers in the bedroom sad and out of tune
Static walls, blown out light bulbs unchanged for days
Cracking streets, a modest sweep, don’t break slow beauty
Full of myself, I’m so filled up with love,
Little syllables I’ve got words without an ear to stuff
Chrome-pole-horses, pivot spinning wheel
Phantoms of a rider, the only love they’ll feel
And they feel quite heavy, when the nights play and play and play on
Without a sound, without a call its been days that you’ve been gone
So turn the wheels and drop your eyes
Let the band pass the brass will make you cry
Faucets left running, over flowing sink
You scream so lonely, am I your tv screen?
But I could never fit in her bible black purse
But who could ever be enough for that cold canyon heart
This lonely hour is all I need to feel cheap
I’ve got nothing to offer you that you’ll need
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With You
05:19
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The Dew wet my feet as I tiptoed into your room
The air so sweet as I gathered my things
And rather than leaving I almost stayed with you
I couldn’t trace a single face without your cheeks
Collar bones and your perfect shadows
Kept in my heart and filled my head with you
Heavy rain fell heavy day, the steering wheeled my shakes
Soft roads sank though I believed in quiet dreams
The engine rambled like the man I am with you
Turbine fine, im not but these limbs are filled
With hopes and kisses, sage and limpid stones
Hold me when I miss you, treasures when I’m with you
On and ever on I go speaking on our home
Where you’ll wait by the window, where soon I’ll call below
With what word I’ll say I should’ve stayed with you
With very prayer I prayed I’d always be with you
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Molly's Farm
05:05
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Eventually
04:53
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This feeling like a hotel room
Is a comforting lie with dirty insides
You don’t need eyes to see
Hell will build itself if you let it
Let it glisten like a sword,
It did when it swallowed me whole
Eventually I’ll come around
Put my phone back on the wall
I’ll vacuum under every rug
Eventually seems far enough
Far enough away from here
Hide from a window while blue skies pass
Naked, fumbling on my hands
Don’t you say, I don’t care anymore
Or that I can’t even call
Cause I am
I’ve been trying all night I swear
In the pale moon light
Eventually I’ll come around
Put my phone back on the wall
I’ll vacuum under every rug
Eventually seems far enough
Far enough away from here
You should know that I’m no good
At least there’s someone who still loves you like one should
Be loved, somewhere,
You should know I’m sorry I’m this way
A big black whole in my heart always
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Vietnamese Bed
05:04
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Last night I dreamt upon a Vietnamese bed
That we were sharing glances back
In my bedroom again.
The snow started falling and you began to fade
How come I always seem to miss my heart
Just when she's too far away.
Now I’m half a world away from
The only arms I wish to lay in
To lay in, to lay
I cursed the day, my heart was knotted up
For no place tasted any different
But the arms of my beloved.
The world I saw was cold and grey
How come I always seem to need my heart
Just when it's too late
And I’m half a world away from
The only arms I wish to lay in
To lay in, to lay
In all my letters I have said that
I want back all I had
In all my letters I have said that
I am your biggest fan
But now I’m half a world away from
The only arms I wish to lay in
To lay in, to lay
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I'm On Your Side
03:27
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I can only be,
I can only be your company in love
I can only try
To hold your hand while we’re drowning
I’m on your side
I’m on your side
For however long
You might need me here with you
Oh I’ll walk, I’ll walk with you
A long way down the road
You’re always my home, my home, my home
Whatever you say you’re my home
Oh my pretty lady say no more, I’ll go
My heart I do know, I know, I know
Oh my pretty lady say no more, I’ll go
My heart I do know, I know, I know
Though sometimes I am lost I know, I know my home
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R. Malcolm Cumming III Stevensville, Michigan
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