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The Same Cloud Twice
04:13
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i found a shore where hills roll/and traffic sits/and when the car speeds up/the wind buffets/where dew drops in delicate rows/hang patiently/in place of snow/open up your eyes/you will never see/the same cloud twice/crunching leaves beneath/my sneakered feet/leaves a mosaic on concrete/where dirty storefront pigeons/can pivot in/unison/this is beginning/to make sense/open up, open your eyes/books on a shelf, we are/with others to/lean on
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Fix Your Stare
03:06
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the migration formation’s/a ribbon in the blue/reminder of winter/reminder to brood/as food of the season’s/delivered in twos/past visions of the future/oh, they were all misconstrued/misconstrued, nothing new/fix your stare on/the face of the moon, not the sun/it’s irrelevant whether anyone else thinks you ended up where you belong/lips smack behind backs/pulls a drifting mind/to a single track/and all the firewood emissions/turn yearning into a tradition
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Perfect Little Place
03:26
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there’s a perfect little place/that exists in my mind/a little house, upstate/surrounded by pine/and that’s where/i care for you the best that i can/and pretend that it’s all not pretend/there’s a perfect time of year/friends and family near/when we slow dance to jazz/reminisce about the racket/the pounding that used to keep/time in our heads/how it will/never/again/candlelit dinner dates/holding close to keep you safe/glances that always mean more/drives without running out/of topics to talk about/decisions without feeling forced/i swear i’d do anything for/you/trapped in my mind/you could be/the key/to making a reality/the best i could ever contrive
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Match
04:49
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frozen hands/and frozen feet/shorter days/and longer weeks/between the lines/is all i read/and never think to speak/thicker clothes/and thinking slows/i’d give it time/if time changed more/it means more now/than it did before/an interest now adored/as soon as your match is found/the one that burns/with warmth abound/the hand above is there to snuff/the one that made/your life enough/(damn! god damn!)/metal tubes/that lead to grids/nothing like/when we were kids/longer blocks/that don’t forgive/constant, silent fits
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No Time Frame to Wait
04:17
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i keep cutting loose strings off of everything/all these miniscule details/that sting and it’s pissing me off as it’s seeming/that every nuance can line up with ease/and still leave me begging, “i promise i’ll please! oh, please!”/i’ll line all/the greeting cards up on the shelf/but the slightest air shift/and they topple oh-so-well/like it’s product of practice/and i cannot help/parallels to myself/well-crafted sentiment/signed with a date/turns out there was/no time frame to wait/full introspection/full physical tours/with barely a touch/left with mental brochures/of the best destination/that’s ever been formed/i’m forbidden to board
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The Grind
03:35
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every afternoon/stands a new occupier/in the concrete corner/fidgeting with a lighter/with a drag or two/he’s unconvincingly calmer/with a drag or two/he thinks at least/my/insides/are warmer/every afternoon/pairs of hands hug tightly/grounded caffeine beans/presented harmlessly/with a sip or two/their hearts are thump, thump, thumping faster/with a sip or two/each thinks at least/my/insides/are warmer/gets you through the grind, the/stand still time/gets you through the grind (whatever gets you through)/every evening/tosses off his coat/kicks up his aching feet/tosses some sauce down his throat/with a shot or two/stress of tomorrow seems farther/with another two/he thinks at least/my/insides/are warmer
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Right Off the Paper
03:39
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a list was made/in short story form/a list of traits/a plea to the gods/and it seemed far-fetched/at best/written with care/then filed away with the rest/three long years/the vision, all but dismissed,/found its way to the ears/of those controllers of wishes and/let me tell you/they delivered/i no longer/have to fabricate/an idealistic state/you up and walked/right off the paper/i no longer/have to contemplate/an unfulfillable space/(HOWEVER!)
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Momentarily
04:13
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though the sky/skins its knees/slides across/the city/we between/greenest trees/momentarily carefree
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9. |
Next to You
02:28
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if i can’t sleep next to you/i don’t want to blink an eye/i don’t want to feel the cold pillow case/i don’t want to lie on my side/if i can’t sleep next to you/i’ll stay awake as long as it takes/for the hours to pass/unconditionally by/to the night when i,/passing neon signs,/can spend my/pent-up breath/and let my/legs compete/the faster i/can weave through crowds/the faster we/can weigh down the sheets/if i can’t sleep next to you/i can’t open my arms wide/and let in the piece of which i had/so long been deprived/but on the night when i
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Someday
04:20
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“let down your baby’s hood/toiling will do you no good/take out a fresh pressed suit/slip on your best dress shoes”/“i think it’s better if i stay/i’m all left turns and straightaways/dancehalls are not quite my scene/i’m more driveways and gasoline”/(but) someday/we’ll exchange/“i do”s/and someday/i will make/a home with you/if it takes four seasons/and crossing the country twice to (i’ll do it for you)/you will fall asleep/to the din of the street/and i’ll lie awake and watch/all the people walk atop/the cars passing quickly/‘cross the Brooklyn Bridge/and i’ll hold this thought/till the ocean turns off
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Standish Arms New York
Standish Arms began in 2004 and has since taken iterations from a solo recording project to a full-band indie-rock/pop affair. The band has crafted a diverse set of albums, ranging from bedroom folk to clever, infectious pop to loud, angular rock—all tied together with passionate, literate lyrics that manage to retain a sense of humor. ... more
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