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Cannon Rows
03:04
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What you bury is nowhere on the floor below
You can’t let it grow
You can’t let it grow
You’ve got a place you can’t afford to let that go
There’s a wind on the road
But you can’t run
You can’t run
When you’re young
You can only run home
When you’re trapped in the back of your own mind
And you find what you can’t let go
You were there for a minute
And you were mine alone
Then you were dead
You were dead
You were dead
You were dead
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Expecting to Fall
03:45
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There’s an apple core
On the backseat floor
With not a bite to be taken more
From a night ago
And since some years ago
There’s been nothing more
So I threw it out
The car window
Into the garbage pile just down the road
From your apartment door
Where there is another
Empty on the floor
It was an act of will
But i’m stubborn still
On my father’s side
And on my mother’s side
And you can tell
You can tilt the world
Till there’s nothing more
Than there was before
On the banks
And on the floor
With not a bite to be taken more
There’s an apple core
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Carpet Spiders
02:37
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Laid out on the carpet
Thinking about spiders
Someone was just here
To wash the sheets and dry
But that won’t fix things
That inside are dirty
I’m tryin to convey that
I’m not a real person
And its making my life go
By so fast now
Its only the rememberin’
That I can’t forget how to do
She’ll be married in November
But I still remember
When we took all our clothes off
And swam all the way home
But that doesn't matter
It just doesn’t matter
Cause what’s inside is an island
That's been long since abandoned
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Kid in the Castle
05:22
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No matter how far I travel
I'm always right here
I’m the kid with the worst style
Staring into the mirror
I’m the light of the party
When it’s all turned in
I’m a shot in the heart now
When it’s all growing dim
I’m a skull in the garden
Scaring away all the birds
I’m the kid in the books that
Nobody's ever heard of
I’m the ghost with the most fear
Staring into the eyes
Of a trembling child who’s
Scared half of their life
There's a kid in the castle
And a frog on the throne
There's a kid in the castle
I’m a pen with no ink
A car with no gas
I’m a writer with no will
I’m a dancer with no cash
I’m a guitar with no strings
Hear the overwhelming cheers
I’m a cup that’s torn open
I’m a keg with no beer
No matter how far I travel
I am always right here
I’m the kid with the worst style
Staring into the mirror
And yeah the one with the dumb smile
Stretching ear to ear
There's a kid in the castle
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Ghost in the Flame
03:35
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It was just like they said
Not much would remain
Well everything looked so calm
Standing there in the rain
It was a debt he knew
He could not repay
Would it be over soon
Or would it remain?
Oh remain
Oh remain
Oh remain
But it was over now
Nobody could be blamed
Though somebody had the match
Somebody lit that flame
Oh flame
Oh flame
Oh flame
We all took the ride
She took all the pain
Nobody had a chance
To get her out of the way
But oh it wasn’t gone
No matter what they say
Nobody had a chance
It was just like he thought
Not much would remain
Would it be over soon?
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Without Rings
02:57
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Someone's hiding out
Who can't forget about
Things that people do when they're free
Like visitors from space
Its hard to find a place
To blend in and go unrecognized
I'm waiting for a song
I'm standing on the road
With my mind outstretched to you
I'm picking something up
I'm letting something go
Like a dog I'm fetching this to you
Pictures in my mind
Row of poppy fields
Harmony entwined
A changing gear that grinds
Pictures in my mind
Pictures in my brain
Electrical energy
Fighting drugs with pain
There's a war inside
Pictures in my brain
I'm looking for a job
I don't know what I'm doing
My software's not compatible with you
But this I can't deny
I know that you can fly
Cause I'm here on the ground without you
An owner without things
Angel without wings
Sharpshooter without rings around you
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Jesse W. Johnson Chicago, Illinois
"Hooky-yet-dark rock and roll, with the tiniest little twinge of country twang"
- Nasty
Fancy
"Little slices of life at its darkest moments of despair amidst upbeat tempos and vibrant sounds of Americana/Folk Rock"
- Southside on the Town
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