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Missives
04:02
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I wrote a note the other day as a reminder
Two missives have come your way your way out the door
Such a mystery disasters come in three’s
And we avoid tragedy ‘cause calamity’s not our style
My love my love my heart and soul affectionately
I fought for you too long the lie of the century
It’s not love not my love you stole so passionately
Right before my eyes
What a fleecing and a way to win my heart
Two missives have come your way your way I’ll wait by the door
A fever and a dream, smoke and mirror me
And we avoid tragedy ‘cause calamity’s not our style
In sickness, in darkness, in summer, and sun
It’s painted dated with broad strokes save one
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The Uninvited
04:00
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The clock strikes three and the world stops on a dime
Knock knock who is it? I'll come for a visit
That's when cold nostalgia sets in
As autumn fades, and the white falls down
There is a whisper here and rumors all around
I was running down your street
Where the lights were sparkling green
No, I don't know why I fell
But now I'm lying here on the ground, on your grounds
We grow impatient when we're fraying at the seams
Brace for the impact, pray we're all intact
Limping to the other side
We close our eyes when the white falls down
There is a whisper here, you are the one my dear
On the corner, shiver and shuffle
It's another phase I hear the city's hushed sound
Cut to alleyways, outside your window
The uninvited, the city's night owls
Run your fingers, though we fear the bite
Clear your calendars, our progress coming undone
It's the chance we take, we walk the tightrope
The jury's hung and we're back at square one
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Dance, Dance, Dance
03:52
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Light as a feather, stiff as a board
Don’t want to grow up and still feel ignored
Down a dark hallway, heavy with sleep
Am I awake or is this a dream?
He likes the quiet lives all alone
Cooks his own dinner calls this place home
Good or bad just dance, dance, dance
Hold it together and dance, dance, dance
They’ll think you’re crazy but dance, dance, dance
Good or bad just dance, dance, dance
Spinning around, you knock me down
Sheep here are men, but how could they know
How quickly life leads you when you just let go?
Lost in this world he hears her cry
Mystery girl who needs him, but why?
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Invitation
03:51
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What I thought was you, but it wasn’t you
With a lion’s face, not the mane of a man
As I approached you bared your teeth
So white and loose, in your eyes defeat
This torch I carry burns way too hot
Can’t put it out to prove you’re not
A Promethean fire that will devour us both
This torch I carry burns way too hot
Lost and lonely filled with hate
Like Cincinnatus, I await my fate
With no escape, with a foot slammed in the door
My judgement’s clouded hope you’re such a whore
Your blinking signals help is on the way
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Chambers
04:16
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Remembering in lifetimes past
You lying naked on the grass
Us walking hands grasped by the tracks
And in-between a slice of
Chalcedony
You protect me
Lapis, so blue I will trust in you
A silver rope that binds our hearts
The moon in shadow — night gone dark
A crystal clarity under foot
My hands now digging through this soot
Begging the gods to see me through
And don’t forget, still there is you
Bury my heart, bury my head
But tied around my neck a
Heartbeat chambers pounding blood
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Torch Singer Chicago, Illinois
Sometimes just hanging out with your friends is better than quarreling with them to make things right. No need to find the "ideal" – just have fun. Equal parts brown and white skin, the six members create pop melodies for long Midwestern summer drives and cold Chicago nights. The boys and girls of Torch Singer have one aim: to find their way into your ears and hearts. ... more
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