1. |
The Machine
01:38
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2. |
Naomi's Waltz
02:06
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3. |
For Gabriel
03:07
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4. |
Desire Lines
01:47
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There’s a bunch of little demons living in my belly
All their little parties always making me feel heavy
So I swing a hot axe hit a piece of metal
Put the steel to the hammer head and move it from the middle
Paddle hard and paddle low and maybe you’ll hit us both with the blow
Paddle hard and paddle low and maybe you’ll hit us both with the blow
The way we talk about desire lines
Like urban happy trails
Sliding on the ice
Watching it melt
I burned my hand at work
And cauterized my epidermis
I bit your mouth so hard it bled inside your beating heart
Paddle hard and paddle low and maybe you’ll hit us both with the blow
I’ve never felt safer when I make her cum while you are inside her with my tongue
I love it when the birds cry while my butterflies lie slowly on the swole
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5. |
Wellbutrin
02:34
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Round and round and round we go
in circles learning how to grow
we always get another another go
it’s always different than the first and
Excavators digging holes and
Grass is growing when they’re gone and
Rain is falling all around and
Snow is melting in the ground
Round and round and round we go
in circles learning how to grow
we always get another another go
it’s always different than the first and
Baby I know it’s crazy in your head
Hold yourself a little bit longer
We’re not dead yet
Darlin’ I know you wander in and out of this
I know we’re in some troubled waters
But there’s a break ahead
Round and round and round we go
in circles learning how to grow
we always get another another go
it’s always different than the first and
Baby I know it’s crazy in your head
Hold yourself a little bit longer
We’re not dead yet
Darlin’ I know you wander in and out of this
I know we’re in some troubled waters
But there’s a break ahead
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6. |
Sugar
04:00
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I said down with your trouble
I said clean up all this rubble
I said everything gets better
every time that I wake up
I said I don’t like it when you lie
And I won’t lay down in it at all
I’ve got my diaphragm heavin’ for you
And I’m breathing for sure
You better bet that I’m feeling for you
And I’m about to break loose like a bat that’s been battling for some unconventional sugar
Sandy cracks in the summer
So much romancing and banter
We won’t capture any flags here
Till they’re red a year later
Eyes can see as far as we go
With our chains and our chokes
I said down with your trouble
I said clean up all this rubble
I said everything gets better
Everytime that I wake up
I don’t like it when you lie
I won’t lay down in it, at all
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7. |
Death Doula
04:02
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Grief will find it’s way like water
Through sentimental sediment
Grief is shameless and does good work
For those who mourn with grace and let us in
Paitience is a friend who chooses no one
For all our flaws we deserve to begin again
We had the privilege of being canaries
In a gas fire of everyone’s making
Someone mistook the most damning look
As the honor of being martyr
I smell propane leaking
I see resentment creeping
Hindsight serves in silence while we learn again
Chaos took over the landslide
Everyone lost and we all died
Little did we know that the mind had a hole
And we all could have safely climbed outside
Grief will find it’s way like water
Through sentimental sediment
Grief is shameless and does good work
For those who mourn with grace and let us in
Paitience is a friend who chooses no one
For all our flaws we deserve to begin again
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8. |
Fiddler's Green
03:22
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We were in a cabin
I was pulling back a sheet
And then you found a spider that we all wanted to see
Sometimes I was a manatee and sometimes I was watching thee
Traverse a frozen river where a captivating hawk
had found itself within an iceberg being guarded by their watch
Look at me in fiddlers green where I came so lean to recover from another dream
I’ll tell you how the thread correlates complexity
While we co create reality
I was on a bender
And I made a few mistakes
And then when I was ready to return it wouldn’t take
We know there is a way to be that generates with empathy
and mitigates the aftershock of losing what is dear to us
We know in spite of all that rash and rile can cause we care to trust
Look at me in fiddlers green where I came so lean to recover from another dream
I’ll tell you how the thread count correlates complexity while we co create reality
Even when you feel like dying not for lack of trying and the chips are flying there’s another way
Even when you feel like helping on somebody else doesn’t mean that you don’t also need some help yourself
We all know a story
That’s been told to us since birth
And when it dies we know how good it feels and how it hurts
Crack me open break me up
See my scars and fill my cup
Watch me drink my own good luck
While your privilege stains my blood
Hold my heart and grip my throat
Sometimes drawing helps us float
Say goodnight and wish me luck
Loving a life that will be dust
I was just a child
And I didn’t even know
That everyone around me was just fight with their ghosts
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9. |
Tycoon
03:14
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Fuck you I trusted something I shouldn’t have
I didn’t think you’d make a choice on whisky but you have
I knew that something wasn’t right from the start
But I believed a fool who gaslit a fire under me
Someones looking out holding on
Holding hope and feeling something
Wondering when the pain is gone
Wondering when the next shoe’s dropping
dun, dundundun Danger
dun, dundundun Danger
dun, dundundun
Ain’t it difficult coming from a big boom
I think you’re a little baby tryina be a tycoon
I think you’re eleven million dollars short of being cool
I could be your scapegoat I could be your mother
I could be the way you show your dick off to the others
Fuck you I trusted something I shouldn’t have
I didn’t think you’d make a choice on whisky but you have
I knew that something wasn’t right from the start
Thank you for pulling through and proving something fucked up to me
Someones looking out holding on
Holding hope and feeling something
Wondering when the pain is gone
Wondering when the next shoe’s dropping
Fuck you I trusted something I shouldn’t have
I didn’t think you’d make a choice on whisky but you have
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10. |
Disciples
03:36
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We come down from the clouds to be found
They don’t know what we sew while we’re bound
There is a dynasty waiting to comfort thee
constantly turning and churning new ways to be
There is an outpost whose angels do look
For every injustice that they do dare shook
We sat down wondering when the ground would begin
Giving out from beneath our fleet
Just as we started to slumber in somber
We heard something so sweet
There is an icicle slicing through blood and bones
Dragging a fire across every muscle tone
As I cry out to you in the night
I always foresaw myself learning to fight
Everyone who started something has begun a way to grow wings
We have found a way of sinking that results in better breathing
When another southern storm blows all the little frigid north woes
Clean across my open ribcage
Bringing up the battles I’ve waged
There is an outpost whose angels do look
For every injustice that they do dare shook
We sat down wondering when the ground would begin
Giving out from beneath our fleet
Just as we started to slumber in somber
We heard something so sweet
There is an icicle slicing through blood and bones
Dragging a fire across every muscle tone
As I cry out to you in the night
I always foresaw myself learning to fight
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11. |
Equilibrium
02:12
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Nothing seems to stay the same
This is something that I pray
Will never change
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna Die
Before I’ve walked you through this life
You know I’ve lived so many times
Nothing seems to stay the same
Even ocean tides do change
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Matanah Birmingham, Alabama
I use my music to tell autobiographical stories about intimacy, heartbreak, damaging memories and hope. Many of my songs use fairy tales and allegory to transport us and activate our imaginations. Heavily influenced by shape note singing and the Appalachian mountain music I grew up with, I craft harmonies and rounds that are infectious and fun to sing for me and often stick in the heads of others. ... more
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