1. |
Eyes Like Petoskey
03:48
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oh, michigan
the train comes all night long to pass your empty factories
where our fathers used to work before the industry collapsed
yeah that was back during a time when cities grew up too fast
and we learned the american dream just wasn't built to last
these dreams weren't built to last
machines weren't built to last
bodies weren't built to last, to last, to last, to last
(x2)
oh, michigan
we used to swim in your nestle waters way back when
it was just a lake and we wished that we could bottle this feeling
but all that's being bottled now are just the rhythms
of a system too tall to tear down without machine guns
these dreams weren't built to last
machines weren't built to last
bodies weren't built to last, to last, to last, to last
(x2)
oh, michigan
lone kids in cornfields count the stars with eyes like petoskey
while city dwellers plant heirloom seeds until their hands bleed
and the highway bus brings you to me while all the world sleeps
don't we each have just a part of what we all need
these dreams weren't built to last
machines weren't built to last
bodies weren't built to last, to last, to last, to last
(x2)
oh, michigan
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2. |
Sea Sick
04:48
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rabble rousers, garden party
push through pulsing humid bodies
wear these smoke rings like a halo
and pray this summer night will make me whole
dancing in the murky lamplight
citronella stains my skin light gold
i down a trumbull tumble
and stumble through a crowd that takes me home
mostly though i'm kind of sea sick
searching for some inner peace but
i'm my own abusive lover
counting down the days til i revolt
haunting corners of safe spaces
standing with familiar faces
quiet, anxious, mostly sober
sometimes it's hard not to feel alone
when the mosh pit gets too rough
decide i've finally had enough
i climb the steps up to the nook
close my eyes and feel the music hum
mostly though i'm kind of sea sick
searching for some inner peace but
i'm my own abusive lover
counting down the days til i unfold
mostly though i'm kind of sea sick
searching for some inner peace but
i'm my own abusive lover
can't find comfort in the skin i own
i'm my own abusive lover (x2)
can't find comfort in the skin i own (x2)
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3. |
For Lovers
02:39
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this lake is for lovers
at least that's what i warned myself on a shoreline shaded by pines
but it had been a hot summer
so i dove down into the muck and splashed around to ease my troubled mind
the sun bleached the colors
from my eyes as i stared into the sky until i thought i'd go blind
three feet underwater
is where i was when it occurred to me that maybe i don't mind
this lake is for lovers
woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
this lake is for lovers
woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
this lake is for lovers
and it's funny how at once i feel so small
and also like i take up so much space that i can't breathe at all
maybe this lake is for me after all, after all (x2)
being in love is for suckers
at least that's what i heard you say to your friends just as i walked by
i've been in love at least ten times
in the last month alone, there are so many great folks that make me melt inside
having a crush is a great way
to break down those personal boundaries that isolate us from the outside
i guess there's also the heartbreak
but without some pain i'd never meet so many friends that make me feel alive
being in love is for suckers
woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
being in love is for suckers
woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
being in love is for suckers
and it's funny how at once i feel so small
and also like i take up so much space that i can't breathe at all
falling in love is for me after all, after all
this lake is for lovers
woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
this lake is for lovers
woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
this lake is for lovers
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4. |
Birthday Presence
03:22
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it's my 21st birthday today and i feel like
something inside me is holding it's breath
and my friend leila says that i remind her of a salmon
swimming up against the current without any rest
so i'll dye my hair pink and i'll try not to think about
the ways in which this world taunts me till i sink
into paralysis as my life crumbles straight into the sea
but you know sometimes hitting rock bottom sets you free
i wear oversized sweaters and wonder if i'm drowning
in fabric, in feelings my heart is expounding
living in this city takes its toll after a while
like how i got asked for blowjobs seven times in one half mile
there's no shame in sex work, i'm just trying to exist
without these strangers pulling up and always treating me like shit
and then there's mass evictions, service cuts while corporate interests thrive
and there's no way that we'll all make it out alive
sometimes i get so badly caught up inside my head
that i will lock my door, unplug my phone and lay around in bed
until the weight of my impending doom will start to make me sick
which is why i'm always throwing up or tearing at my skin
it helps to put on music, sing along or dance or scream
or talk with neighbors on their porches about what the future brings
because anxiety's just anger you've turned back upon yourself
you'll feel much better when you start to let it out
it's my 21st birthday today and i feel like
something inside me is holding its breath
and my friend leila says that i remind her of a salmon
swimming up against the current without any rest
so i'll dye my hair pink and i'll try to only think about
the way my friends look at me and the beauty that they bring
with their strong passions, gentle voices, and unwavering bravery
and how they lift me up to where i'm meant to be
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5. |
With A Grace
04:01
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you once told me that the universe it bloomed just like a flower
oh ho, oh ho
spiraling out and spilling atoms through the gloom with a hushed power
oh ho, oh ho
and the stars were caught like water drops within a spider's web
oh ho, oh ho
illuminated by the thoughts that swirl around inside our heads
oh ho, oh ho, oh ho, ohhhh
split me open, count the rings that wrap repeating round my mind
oh ho, oh ho
just when i assumed that there was nothing left to find
oh ho, oh ho
you said that if we close our eyes and try to hold our breath
oh ho, oh ho
that we will glow with a grace granted by a supernova's death
oh ho, oh ho
oh ho, oh ho, oh ho ohhhh
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6. |
Chapped Lips
02:12
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so you say that you're leaving, dear friend
but you aren't exactly sure of where you're going
yeah i can tell that there are things that you aren't showing
and try as you might you can't talk yourself down
and your lips are chapped on the taste of this town
the way they crack and start to bleed is awful telling
of sacrifices you have made hellbent on
selling yourself on a life that's not yours to be had
so every night you look up at the maps hanging over your bed
and know that there must be something that you're meant to be doing instead
of just dreaming in circles about your tomorrows, ignoring your present
you have spent your whole life feeling trapped and now you can't pretend, oh no
you have spent your whole life feeling trapped and now you can't pretend
yeah one day you'll look straight past the ceiling see nothing but sky
that goes on for miles and miles and spans all the time from before and after you've died
and your heart's overflowing with pleasure of knowing what it's like to feel truly alive
you can't spend your whole life feeling trapped all the way til the end, oh no
you can't spend your whole life feeling trapped all the way til the end
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7. |
Tired Shoes
04:12
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gargle saltwater for perfect health
bite bullets to improve your sense of self
hairline fractures crawl across your fragile jaw
puzzle pieces held together hide your flaws
come sift through the rubble with me
let the waves drag us into the sea
fill up your tired shoes with rich brown soil
plant flowers you folded from old tin foil
place them on the kitchen counter in the sun
every morning we will see the good it's done
by summer the sprouts reach our knees
stir poems into warm breakfast tea
you aren't who you thought you would be
you aren't who you thought you would be
you aren't who you thought you would be
you aren't who you thought you
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8. |
Whale Song
04:00
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wrote you a letter last week
about those dolphins talking whale in their sleep, how sweet
oh how funny to think
that there are dolphins who are having the same dreams as me
where i'm floating free through the sea
with the whole world entranced by my enormity
but i'm just trapped in this body
yeah we're all dolphins talking whale in our sleep
i'm talking whale in my sleep
[talking whale]
last month the city decreed
they'll be shutting off water to three thousand families every week
and in the state where all the great lakes me
the government has seized control of the city beach
and then come january
our pipes will freeze and burst in snow near three feet deep
remember when water was free
yeah we're all dolphins talking whale in our sleep
i'm talking whale in my sleep
[talking whale]
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QUIET GRRRL Detroit, Michigan
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