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Lava Lounge
02:25
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Sleep fails me and I couldn't tell you why
Why I can't find my peace to quiet down my mind
My head rests beside an empty satin pillow case
It was never meant for you
It was never meant for you...
You have let me down
And I have let you go
You have let me down
And I have let you...I have to let you go
Clouds settle over the Pacific Northwest shore
Inhaling breathes the salt into my restless soul
Tears fall as the door closes for one last goodbye
You could never wait for me
You could never wait for me...
You have let me down
And I have let you go
You have let me down
And I have let you...I have to let you go
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Howls and Handclaps
02:17
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Oh Todd
What did you do?
Oh Todd
Tell me what did you do?
Did you steal that car in Amsterdam?
Did you lose your flared jeans again?
Did you watch the sunset in her eyes while your girl sits at homes?
Oh Todd
What did you do?
Oh Todd
Tell me what did you do?
Did you miss the soundcheck in Stuttgart?
Is your sketchbook missing on the road?
How you found a way to calm the wolf, the wolf inside your soul?
Oh Todd
What did you do?
Oh Todd
Tell me what did you do?
Did you get arrested on the way
To cut your Farah Fawcett hair?
Will you ever find the pack, the pack where you belong at last?
Oh Todd
What did you do?
Oh Todd
Tell me what did you do?
Everyone has a laugh
At the way you cut your paints
Four decades and a searching soul, still you just don't know
Oh Todd
What did you do?
Oh Todd
Tell me what did you do?
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3. |
Dirty Water
02:24
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Don't drink the water
I hear it's dirty
From all the sins that
You make it wash clean
I take to the forest
Feathers in my hair
To feel her cry to me
Like wind upon my skin
Let me be
Let me be
Let me be
I'm running to them
The moon he watches
And the wolf he howls
Your taste between my teeth
Take three steps away
I won't let you fade
But I can't let you win
For your own metal cage
Won't fit in my prison
So...
Let me be
Let me be
Let me be
I'm running to them
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Because I've been searching for the man
That I found five months ago
Can you tell me tell me where he's gone
As I'm sure he's gone away
He might be hiding underneath
A glass of warm whiskey
But I hope he finds the surface sometime soon
Or else he'll drown
Blank spaces
Where once there were pages
Can you tell me
Where did you words go
His scent is starting to fade away
From the Tshirt that I stole
That time I followed him to his home
Of San Francisco
It's not like me to prolong the search
Once the footsteps have all gone
But there's one last one last light of hope
Still burning in my mind
Blank spaces
Where once there were pages
Can you tell me
Where did you words go
The cold it makes me shiver so
And blurs my sense of sight
I don't know don't know where to stand
So that you find my hand
Your breath is what I want to hear
As sleep washes over me
Will you come back come back home to me
And make the wind seem quiet
Blank spaces
Where once there were pages
Can you tell me
Where did you words go
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Suitor in a Black Cape
04:22
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I am made of caffeine and nicotine
And the way that you touch me
One more moonlight and you're mine
I can wait
I can wait
Smell of smoke on your skin
Glint of sunlight in your eyes
One more hour and you'll go
I can wait
I can wait...i can wait
Because it's your kiss that I feel
It's your kiss that I taste
I want your teeth to gnaw at my soul
I want to be your thorn
No holy cross can harm you
Much too young for the old
Three decades walking this earth
But how old is your soul
In the darkness you take me (you take me)
In the glow I hear not a word (not a sound)
So I yearn for your curse (and only yours)
I will stay
Because it's your kiss that I feel
It's your kiss that I taste
I want your teeth to gnaw at my soul
I want to be your thorn
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lauren.napier Tacoma, Washington
Inspired by all forms of energy and art, lauren.napier (PunkRockDoll) takes comfort in the written word and in creative performance. With this latest musical incarnation, she hopes that you feel as though you are sitting next to her, surrounded by candles and the pull of the moon. Most sounds were written on her guitar, Görli, with productive tears, new addresses, and a few sips of whiskey. ... more
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