Michelles

by Michelles

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Need a pinch of something need a speck of relief, but Nothing will grow the birds ate all the seeds, and Everything and comes up turns out to be Weeds Who knew it’s be so hard to nourish a shoot Convince a tiny germ to take up and root, but Everything has its own sense of time and Space, and they never want to cooperate You were told from very young that you’re supposed to be the Chosen one, what a mistake You bought it all for years and years and atrophied between the Ears, waiting for someone to hand you a break Don’t want to stay this way forever I’ve got a feeling I won’t last that long No use in looking to the future Still trying to figure where it all went wrong Feel the rain a comin there’s a creak in my knees No one’s gonna hear you so just go ahead and scream Who’s gonna save you now it’s just you and me Come on let’s see a smile my only aim is to please I could snare a couple birds and feed ‘em to the bees And drown every dog I see just to kill the fleas You were told from very young that you’re supposed to be the Chosen one, what a mistake You laid around for way too long now there’s no places in the Sun, you’ll be lucky for a spot in the shade I could stay out here forever Stretch out my legs and let the wet soak in I’ll leave no answer for the folks back home I hope they ask each other where I’ve been
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Brighter Day 04:00
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You were right when you mentioned It’s a lonely place You’re too kind no bad intentions Not a doubt in your face When in doubt instill confusion Blowing smoke create illusion Deceive the masses with our vagaries Lose the scent with allegory There’s no fun in honest stories Confession is just not your cup of tea So long, youthful vigor You’ve cooked in the sun Underground, I’m quite sure rigor Mortis will be fun Now wake up and paint your face We must evacuate this place We’ll shock the masses with our vanity There’s no time for p’s and q’s Or lacy brassieres fancy shoes With the utmost speed we’re going to flee The house the lane the postman’s name, your Favorite girl up on the way, your Feet in sand from where you used to play A thousand years between the ears, more Loss than gain more love than pain, it’s Time to disassociate your fears
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released October 19, 2013

All pitched instruments played by Michael Dalaigh, drums by Ryan Farnham
Recorded at Home, and Minbal by Benjamin Balcom and Michael
Mixed at Minbal by Benjamin and Michael
Mastered by Peter Andreadis

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