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A Sin, A Sigh, A Croon
03:50
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we fell asleep in Boston when we woke up in May
and I couldn’t stop watching waiting for the words to say
and I knew they’re no good for me
yeah I knew they’re no good for me
But Caroline she spiked it and I had like ten
the metaphors and alcohol were present in my head
and it seemed they were my beliefs
anchor things that I shouldn’t speak
no don’t breathe them in
no don’t breathe them in
introspective merit and the cops that only stared at you
brain cells collapsing and my hopes are all of scaring you
train me I’m a parrot I’ll do anything you ask me to
a sin a sigh a croon
a croon
I won’t get into the things that I said
just know that crooks and dirty looks can get to your head
and it seemed they were my beliefs
anchor things that led me to sink
no don’t breathe them in
no don’t breathe them in
no don’t breathe them in
no don’t breathe them in
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Hope Takes Flight
03:34
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you can close your eyes now I promise you we’ll be home soon
I keep fantasizing our shared Sunday afternoon
isn’t it so lovely? It is such a lovely sight
when desperation crashes and from its ashes hope takes flight
I begin confessing as you begin undressing here
you run your hands through my hair and whisper something in my ear
and it is almost blinding the way that you light up this room
I don’t want you leaving unless of course you take me too
take me too
go on forget our setting sun
the dawn will make us new
I’m caught yes I am lost again
swimming in your sea of baby blue
and please don’t look away from me
don’t you ever, ever look away from me
I’m caught yes I am lost again
swimming in your sea of baby blue
of baby blue
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let’s say we skip the bar and make angels in the yard
beneath my lucky stars so bright my lucky stars
there needn’t be much in what we say
our breath floating away
love know you own my heart
let’s go back to the start
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I’ve been gone far too long so I wrote you this song
I wouldn’t have it any other way
when I get home you’ll wear a dress
and I’ll sport my Sunday best
don’t mind if I stare for hours
I swear you’ve got superpowers
shotgun push came to shove
this night we will make love
I owe you all the above
let me give you all the above
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
never again will I be gone
and I’ll never stop writing you songs
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I don’t deserve you for how I hurt you
that is what is and always it will be
oh how I burned you but I swear I will earn you
because darling you are everything to me
you’re everything to me
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
I wouldn’t have it any other way
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do you remember the songs I used to sing while
you would cook in the kitchen of our first house?
when we’d lay on the dinner table and stuff ourselves up
until we’d nearly pop
then you’d get too stoned and fall asleep alone
oh I need that now oh I need that now
do you remember the songs that used to bring us back
from that which was pinning our limbs down?
if you wrote me a note I kept it in the box that we got
from the shop in Chinatown
I don’t know who you see when you look at me now
but look at me now
please look at me now
take all the time you need to catch your breath
settle down the riots in your head
I’ve never been one for patience
but this will pass
this will pass us by
I know I met you status quo of “I told you so”s
in our shared spent couple of years
don’t forget about thrift store Mondays
sappy sitcoms and drive-thru souvenirs
I don’t know what you know but I’ve got nowhere to go now
you are my home now you are my soul now
if you could just stay with me now
if you could just stay with me now
if you could just stay with me now
if you could just stay with me now
if you could just stay with me now
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5. |
Haunts You
02:28
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there is something missing in the substance of your spoken sound waves
finding their graves
must’ve been intrinsic implications of the rhythmic left unbled
inside your head
I hope it haunts you
I hope it haunts you
there is something leaking in the faucet of your keeper’s den
the where and when
pastels of a motel room experiment with crimson hues per se
hey hey hey
I hope it haunts you
I hope it haunts you
I hope it haunts you
I hope it haunts you
I’m bleeding out
I’m bleeding out
I’m bleeding out
I’m bleeding out
I hope it haunts you
I hope it haunts you
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6. |
Eleanor (Get Some Sleep)
05:10
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the air’s too bright and the coffee’s far too weak
god damn let me get some sleep
oh my god please let me get some sleep
my mother called and told me to breathe
I think it’s time I get some sleep
because I’ve been cutting it close for ten long years
filling up on things that no one needs
Eleanor it would seem you lost your love
you wear it on you like a stain on a dove
run a bath pour yourself a glass of scotch
burn a candle turn it down a notch
the air’s too bright and the coffee’s far too weak
these things are crawling all on me
oh my god please let me get some sleep
would you call me a role model if I dressed the part right?
sans motivation twigged out and uptight
I’m so uptight
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Coated in Static
02:30
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sky puts her face on I never wake up until it’s too late
and when the time comes our vicious cycle leaves me dead again
I never seem to notice when it comes and goes until it’s too late
I never seem to know just when and why it came
up in the attic coated in static and things that I can’t see
all these illusions boil confusion and the blood inside my veins
I’m waiting for it to hit me won’t you please just hit me I can’t feel a thing
be it all my fingers or sticky guilt that lingers all around my grave
the jesters are jousting far too much
the hecklers are heckling far too much
the records are popping from the dust
and for the record I need it so god damn much
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Neon Pink
03:04
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neon pink over leaking sinks there is prison soap
and there are things it will not wash off me
you sense the shape but you don’t sense the size
I’m barrel rolling through my quarter-life now
sink it in my skin pin it on me
I can’t stop shaking there will be no making this up to you
route sixty-six signs won’t pass our time
I didn’t see it but I heard the crash
mother fuckers moving way too fast now
horses and their steeds our dirty deeds
there’s too much to know now
there’s too much to know now
share with me the blow now
share with me the blow now
don’t go now don’t go now don’t go now control
neon pink were the panties that winked in me in my dream
stark euphoric prehistoric things
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Saving Face
03:48
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the shadows crept on second place
as we were dreaming of saving face
your neighborhood crashed to the ground
and I was left alone with all these things that I won’t live down
the fires that we burned too loud
the names of faces we shouted out
seven trips to the corner store
they made it such a drag to get back up to the fifteenth floor
and it’s in my mouth but it won’t come out
I would sing so loud but it won’t come out
so we went quick on the one and done
with spinning wheels and sinking suns
you can call it trouble I call it fun
with this that and the other you discover it’s just begun
and it’s in my mouth but it won’t come out
I would scream and shout but it won’t come out
we were saving face
simply saving face
as a means to an end
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Cherry Hill
05:42
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my muse don’t lose your head
choose serene instead
sweet surrender now I can show you how
I’m new I’m east of Cherry Hill
the booze has been replaced with pills
these pills will sing me off to sleep
bon soir I stumble to a dream
sweet surrender now sink inside the sound
my vice has no grip on me
enticed I let the demons breathe
self soothe sing the hymn of peace
I ooze with something make believe
sweet surrender now soar into the clouds
I’m east of cherry hill taking all my pills
sweet surrender now sweet surrender now
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11. |
Mary, Stay the Course
06:21
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I fell in love with a princess she made sure that I meant all of my words
when it came to distress no interest in such things are so absurd
in the light of a candle we flicker and we falter we burn out
on the marble alter our hopes are framed and we can figure out
I’m still drying out
I’m still drying out
all the while we’re running turning out heads away from this gruesome scene
but the static’s stunning planted roots contentment disbelief
devil in the details it’s madness it is mayhem mark my words
in the pit of despair the only certain thing is we’re uncured
it’s seldom in spades darkness is still darkness in that suit
call in the cabaret cadences in cunning combat boots
in the mist of morning magic is as magic does in here
in the brisk of warning baiting all our scars that heaven bears
at the foot of the fairgrounds I’m sweating I am soaking in my sheets
the right rarely resounds cherishing the chore inside my cheeks
now the beast of burden’s screaming out and now our throats are getting hoarse
sacrilegious short stick save me now Mary stay the course
Mary stay the course
Mary stay the course
Mary stay the course
Mary stay the course
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12. |
Get to Bed (For Donovan)
01:47
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goodnight sleepyhead
get yourself to bed
it’s time to get to bed
when the sun returns and for as long as it burns
I’ll wake up just for you
all the things you do
everything you do
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Kevin Janus Chicago, Illinois
Midwest artist Kevin Janus offers a unique take on modern folk music.
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