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The Mighty Oak
04:36
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Ripping through a bed of weeds,
All their hopes of growth are dashed
What a pleasure
That my newfound treasure
Is the master gardener’s trash
Three little oak seedlings
To be uprooted by my hand
Living by the grace
Of the indifference laced
In her questioned command
Potted twiggy trunks support
The same proud promised leaves
Sprouting from
The greatest ones
That stand 100 feet
So sing along like it’s your favorite song
Honoring the might
Of a seedling’s destined height
So sing along like it’s your favorite song
Weeding out the small
Forgets chance of growing tall
We are near a decade now
Since our roots began to grow
Yet the sprout,
‘Spite roots that reach far out,
Has been as steady as been slow
Still I see the likes of us
In other soaring nurtured heights
Mighty oak
Continue to evoke
Preemptive pride at seedling’s sight
Potted twiggy trunks support
The same proud promised leaves
Sprouting from
The greatest ones
That stand 100 feet
So sing along like it’s your favorite song
Honoring the might
Of a seedling’s destined height
So sing along like it’s your favorite song
Weeding out the small
Forgets chance of growing tall
Close as we’ve become
You’ve been eclipsed by some
Yet not too late
To substantiate
The mighty oak of us
Already pictured as so strong
So sing along like it’s your favorite song
Honoring the might
Of a seedling’s destined height
So sing along like it’s your favorite song
Weeding out the small
Forgets chance of growing tall
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Is it true that you find the water blue?
Could it be that you see a different hue?
Color wheels off by just a spoke or two
World of eyes any others never knew
Can I know when I see a sky aglow
And I want to share the view, that you’ll see the beauty too?
Could it be that the glory you will see
Couldn’t cause my pause in you and no substitute would do?
I know all the affairs you’ve struggled through
Racked with doubt about partners to pursue
Was a “there” there for you to grow into?
Null and void ‘yond your paranoid purview
To what end is a matter to contend
As the bruises still accrue on the wills of them and you
Can I know even with a love to show
That you’ll also see the blue if it ever comes in view?
Weather the storm, there may be hope for you still
Weather the storm Bobby Blue
Wait for the warm, you can’t be certain until
Wait for a May Connie Sue
Weather the storm, there may be hope for you still
Weather the storm Bobby Blue
Wait for the warm, you can’t be certain until
Wait for a May Connie Sue
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Amory
02:57
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I’m halfway home
When the walk gets miles longer
It was already gone
And this chill proves summer’s over
I’ll bend your ear
You’ll sing bout eyes half open
But you will see in a year
And I will have warmed up and spoken
The sunlight slips through the trees
September sounds spillin over from Amory
Before we face the bile
I’d just like to sit here for a while
I’d just like to sit here for a while
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Mirror
04:48
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Ever clearer, as the kid grows nearer,
buying him a mirror
would just as well fulfill his goal
"Justify it," but he stays quiet-
I’d ask him again but then
my empathy’s alarm is pulled
Smash your chromosomes against mine honey,
wouldn’t it be funny,
your acne and my temperament
I’ll make something up and sound real snooty,
about my duty,
a fulfillment of a god’s intent
Can’t help wonder if it’s really wanted
or a retroactive rationale
to justify an accident
Should one envy, though, a plan’s intention
if, indeed, it was conceived
as just a big experiment?
We know the sons and daughters,
They do resemble you
How could we live without them?
Without you what’s a world to do?
"Is it true that what you plan to do
is to give a better life to someone?
Plenty living folks apply"
"No this gift must be delivered to
a future Adam 2"
Adam 1 can’t let all Adams die
"What kind of world to have devoid of Adam?"
Well Adam had’em,
a lineage of little guys
All of whom will fill that social stratum,
with dreams that madden,
escaping death between her thighs
We know the sons and daughters,
They do resemble you
How could we live without them?
Without you what’s a world to do?
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We're Home
05:10
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Humbled in me that you chose to confide
Hesitant early for calls to your side
We made the most of domestic divide
As much a home as the space could provide
Despite that whole mess we kept our corner clean
And stored in it all the stray greats we could glean
I knew you were glad abandon your bed
But until then I was glad to have said
You’re home, you’re home, you’re home, you’re home
You traded the flurries for sun on your back
The snow here has fallen unmoved by your tracks
Melting it won’t wet your canvas footprint
And the streets will be dry once you’re back from your stint
Come home, come home, come home, come home
Under the same string of lights we will live
To the same jokes our howls we’ll give
We’ll share an address but it’s then that we’ll know
It’s not just the space but the us that’s a home
We’re home, we’re home, we’re home, we’re home
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Least a year has passed
Since I sat behind you last
Drifting off in class
Anxious to enact my crass
Thoughts of you and me
Sinking in a sea
Of couple’s company
But I was foolish then
Minute muses totaled nine of ten
Class was over when
Later me’s turned into better men
When she joined me in that sea
I fell into preemptively
She finally rescued me
I don’t expect you to recall
The one who I wanted that Fall
The fix that left me in withdrawal
The one I would get after all
Thoughts that raced only round one
Aimless once autumn was done
Searched for a spring course to run
And of many tried preferred none
Mind to tantalize
Stood against a gut that empathized
Bridges burned down by the time
Stomach’s true virtue outgrew my eyes
And now it’s her and me
Holding hands adrift the sea
Of ever company
I can’t wait to go home to her each night
We discover, honor, yield and broaden boundaries with each fight
We’ve joined each other’s families but they don’t confer the right
For us to endure the plight of an ever future bright
I’m no longer in want when I wake up
Morning eyes remind I’m lying by my greatest turn of luck
Unrequited then at cycle’s end but now I feel unstuck
Cause she came to interrupt
That regretful time
of shallow pines
where you arrived
and I was briefly struck
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Back on 17
02:46
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Different looking seventeen
Confidence in being mean
Knowing many could be seen
Looking at me looking lean
But I can’t go back on time
Getting treated like a straight
Who would ask? Would I date?
But I can’t go back on time
Can’t go back on mine
No it wasn’t so bad
Time I actually had
But I wanted to know
How it’d go hetero
Would my fingers have run through her long curls?
Would I have known totally different girls?
Would my parents not have been so ashamed?
Would it have been pretty much just the same?
But I can’t go back on time
Can’t go back on mine
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Out of the Inn
04:11
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It's much darker on the floor, within a within's space
Come to study the decor, as absent as your face
Standing on my shoulders, just us two, I feel days older
Evening turns to night, turns into now
We move fast and time moves slow, we wish it would move slower
I'll remember this when time runs out
Painted picture on the wall, painted tissue in my hand
Missing canvas for to stall, that which the painter planned
See you there my hind-brain's lighting up, pull up the window
Air comes in and pauses the affair
Three AM, the bell's at ten, and when the next day's over
Where will one of us a space prepare
Waiting for a knock to knock, waiting for a shout to knock
Waiting for a knock to shout, waiting for a shout to shout
Shitty food, a lively mood, admits of some discomfort
Why should I feel nervous in my space?
Catch a groove before the move from November remember
Pace to solitude I couldn't face?
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California
02:49
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I’m out of plans and out of money
Dodge questions of concern with jokes that aren’t funny
If we’re to justify our age
How bout a brand new set for act II’s strange new stage
California, California, California
Let’s learn to surf and drive in traffic
I bet the watermelon’s gonna taste fantastic
Coastal highways and redwood towers
Let’s crush some roaches with our bare feet in the shower
In California, California, California
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Today
05:46
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I think I fell in love today
Anyway, that’s old news to you
Was watching you run through the waves
It’s cliché, but I know it’s true
I finally felt a part of us result in trust
I could not doubt in self-conscious moments alone
Watching me sing Little Grace
Different way for you to feel it too
And I know you see what you do to me
I think I fell in love again
Sometime when I woke up next to you
I might have thought to say it then
But 10 of 10 times you already knew
Looking at the year of time we made an “us” from “they”
it’s hard to say when it first felt so strong
Cause at the height of this parade
I’d believe that we were marching all along
And I know you see what you do to me
And I know you see what you do to me
I think I’ll fall tomorrow too
But we know that’s old news to you
But I won’t stop saying it
I won’t stop saying it
I won’t stop telling you
I won’t stop saying it
I’ll keep relaying it
As long as that feeling’s true
And I can’t imagine it
Ever having it
Not constantly renew
Cause we keep building it
A growing will for it
A perfect space for two
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Plumes Boston, Massachusetts
Plumes is Ben Long (on the drums!) Tim Green and John Thorsen. Music- listening to it, learning to play it, writing more of it- has been one of few things we've taken really seriously for the last 7 years. These songs grew through many late nights and missed appointments. Our songs are all really about something. It's sincere and sometimes naked. Hope you like it ... more
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