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All Was Set Fair
02:51
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Lit by a fire when all was set fair
she ran through my mind like the brush through her hair
when I held her she smiled and spun out of time
and ever the lover that I left in the night
the nights are long and I can’t forget a face
don’t make me beg
I made her an island in circles of stone
I gave her a puzzle piece and I built her a boat
the sound of a rainstorm will put her to sleep
but I’ll never know if she has the same dreams
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Hallucinated Rose
01:31
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hallucinated rose
could you paint it for me?
would it turn up on a poster, stuck with thumb tacks on my wall?
hallucinated rose
does anyone else see it?
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The Worst Waiting
03:30
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maybe we all will be redeemed
living through all this common grief
sundown brings with it no relief
from the ever rising heat
but i’m sorry to be dark
it’s been a busy week at work
and I need to get it out
before I lose the words
maybe we all will learn something new
about how fast a wound can heal
but I remember we used to gather
we used to wander far and wide
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The Mission to Restore
02:58
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Count all the dead, say all their names
I don’t possess the words to explain
Bring out your dead, say all their names
The ways we pass the coming blame
The mission to restore
The fault line cracks, the pulling weight
We can’t save everyone
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Nest of Birds
01:57
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Years ago when we were cursed
Living like a nest of birds
No TV and no dessert
Living like a nest of birds
The great sun shine and soon will set
A living hymn we won’t forget
A closing sky with golden threads
A living hymn we can’t forget
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Summer Shakes its Trees
03:55
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Sister can you hear it
Your wounded bird is singing
Brother do you see it
The sun is always present
Maker make us well
Save us from a living hell
Mother did you find a higher calling
Beyond the slow collection of your dreams?
I think that it must have been your children
All laughing in the sunny grass in June
Father, is it nature or is it nurture?
Am I just a copy of your genes?
I acquired one of your bad habits
But we both made it out of there alive
And while I never heard you sing
I never saw you blink
You raised us up and let us out
Like the summer shakes its trees
Maker make us well
Save us from a living hell
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Stage Right
02:35
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Speak to me through a song
play it loud all night long
that’s a world that won’t return
standing stage right, staying nowhere
Singing with the dead until I feel alive
and I don’t mind the late night dives
I don’t have what it takes
to leave my shell, play through pain
quit my job and spend my nights
standing stage right staying nowhere
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Let Me Sleep
03:14
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Leave me to my peace
Let me sleep
tethered to the sky
charmed, out of harm
no alarms
safely tucked away
I’ll make my bed with needle and thread
I’ll try to wake when morning warms my face
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Too Much Caffeine
03:59
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I guess her wings were broken
her sunny eyes were frozen
and I guess the sand was spilling through her hands
onto the table
the setting is in motion
the songs we brought across the ocean
we all will take our pity down the hall
to be alone
and now the wheels are rolling
another song that she has chosen
her throat is sore from singing us asleep
all through the evening
she tells the world about her misery
for lack of any other history
she animates her speeches with her hands
and speaks too loudly
it’s just another routine
bi-weekly shared memories
blank stares and too much caffeine
she hides it well I can see
oh, I can see
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Airbed
02:35
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With eyes like broken windows
Cries into a pillow
Fragile bones and living all alone
I’m a book without a spine
I barely even try
I’m sorry to be the one you love
It starts with a seed of thought
starts to bloom and takes off
She lays on the sunken skin of an airbed
Moves at the speed of the clock
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Parts Per Million
04:06
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don’t come with me my dear
don’t you follow me down
i’m a furnace at night and I burn too bright
could you measure my fear?
maybe parts per million
is it volume or weight, it’s getting late
The sounds of breathing
The smell of rain
Found a coin in my pocket
And a ring on a chain
In the morning we wake
With the rising of day
Take a walk in the sand and dig with our hands
And if anything falls
Be it porcelain or dolls
Be it treasured keepsakes, may it crash, may it break
Here we are once again
Stretched our money too thin
Paid to name you a star and haunted the bar
Could I tally the cost
Maybe write off the loss?
Could I leverage the debt to settle my head?
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Love Spoken Plainly
02:35
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Love spoken plainly
and voices from memory
patterns we danced on the floor
used words like sweetheart
dreamed of a new start
felt better and best everyday
Love spoken plainly
Love spoken plainly
a folk song with two or three chords
sung without microphones or the humming of amplifiers
sung at the tops of our lungs
Limitlessness was nothing like this
a fortune of fullness for all
we came with favors and saturday flavors
and schemes that would always payoff
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Patrick J Crowley Burlington, Vermont
Patrick J Crowley is a Vermont-based singer and musician from bands such as Deep River Saints, Quasar Valley Band, Cities on the Moon and more. Crowley is described by Vermont's Seven Days as having "ability in spades, as well as originality." Crowley is also a writer and journalist. ... more
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