1. |
Lungs
02:07
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Play another song
I play another song to forget
about the distance
between you and me
across the Baltic sea
five-hundred-two
point seven-eighteen-oh-four
kilometers apart
between our beating hearts
way up there in Sweden
You held your lungs out
I held mine too and we breathed
in and out and in and out
our bodies searching to be as one
coheasive unit in the dark
I said I love you
under the moon in the park
naked as a new born child
hold me closer for a while
cuz you're leaving tomorrow
It's not the end but
it sure hurts to say goodbye
goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I'll see you another time
when we're a little bit older
Play another song
I play another song to forget
about the distance
between you and me
across the Baltic sea
It's not the end but
it sure hurts to say goodbye
goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I'll see you another time
when we're a little bit older
July 21, 2013
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2. |
Halloween
02:59
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You've got wings on your feet
and your eyes to the sun
and the dirt on your nails
from your hands in the ground
pickin' a pumpkin up from the soil
and I say, it's almost halloween
the harvest in the fall
you say that it's now almost gone
apples ferment and the flowers will die
but a pumpkin stays for months at a time
fillin' me up with it's squashy delight
through the winter after halloween
the harvest in the fall
you say that it's now all gone
days getting shorter, nights getting cold
and I wish for a blanket
500 kilometers wide
to wrap ourselves inside
and I'll make you a pumpkin pie
after the zinefest, covered in earth
on the forest floor lookin' up at the trees
sharin' kombucha, give and recieve
and the kids runnin 'round on halloween
the snow will fall again
hope that we can still be friends
You've got wings on your feet
and your eyes to the sun
and the dirt on your nails
from your hands in the ground
pickin a pumpkin up from the soil
and I say, it's almost halloween
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3. |
Anti-War Pro-Posi Song
03:02
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recorded October 2013
I will not salute the flag
I will not support the war
oh what's it for?
it's for the rich to eat up all the poor
I will teach the younger souls
guide them through the scarey world
it's such a scary place
if you're small and no one holds your hand
I will build my own treehouse
livin' in the forest and I'll wake up with the sunshine
the birds are singin' out
protect the trees, they're keeping us alive
I'll write zines forever more
publishin' my projects and I won't stop at locked doors
I'll just climb over them!
Do it yourself, and the whole world's in your hands
everybody dance
I will not be dressed in black
the colors explode and they're blasting through with light
there's rainbows everywhere
I wanna be a reflection of the sun
the colors all explode
I will sing until I die
screamin' in the streets as I ride down on my bike
I feel so alive
when I am loud, and you can't stop me now
I'm singin' till I die
I will strive to organize
gotta make a change and it's gotta happen now, now, now
we'll soon be dead
so lift your head
get back on your feet
open up your heart
I will strive to organize
gotta make a change and it's gotta happen now, now, now,
now, now, now, now
we'll soon be dead!
so open up your heart
open up your heart
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I will not salute the flag
I will not support the war
oh what's it for?
it's for the rich to eat up all the poor
I will teach the younger souls
guide them through the scarey world
it's such a scary place
if you're small and no one holds your hand
I will build my own treehouse
livin' in the forest and I'll wake up with the sunshine
the birds are singin' out
protect the trees, they're keeping us alive
I'll write zines forever more
publishin' my projects and I won't stop at locked doors
I'll just climb over them!
Do it yourself, and the whole world's in your hands
everybody dance
I will not be dressed in black
the colors explode and they're blasting through with light
there's rainbows everywhere
I wanna be a reflection of the sun
the colors all explode
I will sing until I die
screamin' in the streets as I ride down on my bike
I feel so alive
when I am loud, and you can't stop me now
I'm singin' till I die
I will strive to organize
gotta make a change and it's gotta happen now, now, now
we'll soon be dead
so lift your head
get back on your feet
open up your heart
I will strive to organize
gotta make a change and it's gotta happen now, now, now,
now, now, now, now
we'll soon be dead!
so open up your heart
open up your heart
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