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I was trying to find someone to love me
and then I did and she was dancing
across the room with the lights on her half-closed eyes
So then I took another drink and stumbled
across to her and said something ridiculous
like a man who’d refuse to shine
See I was looking for a still life
now it is stillborn
in the endless glow, on a river of road
I drove out of the eye of the storm
I was trying to write a song so articulate
it could right my wrongs but I wrote it wrong
this is not it, it’s just a field day for a therapist
“and what did you dream?”
that I wrote a song
“and what did it mean?”
that I got it wrong, I don’t know
I don’t know
See I was looking for a still life
now it is stillborn
in the endless glow, on a river of road
I drove out of the eye of the storm
Did I know it then? Did I cry out then?
by the blooming tree in Switzerland?
No I never really know
No I never really know
what I can do about it
If I lie down on the dirty ground
would the angels sing?
still life
now it is stillborn
in the endless glow, on a river of road
I drove out of the eye of the storm
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Up in Silver Lake
on the green room couch
watching Spirited Away
Lo I miss you now
and all the hungry ghosts
all along the street
there’s a ghost in me,
Tiger Lily
and the monster here
he’s only half of me
alligator tears in my cup of tea
and the rain falls now
through the hemlock tree
there’s a ghost in me,
Tiger Lily
and all the hungry ghosts
all along the street
there’s a ghost in me,
Tiger Lily
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Strip malls can really bring you down
Where will I go and pick my poison?
She said I gave her the runaround
Time is pulling me out of the here and now
Lauren’s in the garden, I’m in the bed
Thinking about the things she said
It’s not helping, it’s not helping
It’s not helping
The club bars can really gin me up
Hendricks or Tanqueray, I'll pick my poison
Back in the van to the Super 8 when we had enough
Time’s got me swimming in it
Lauren’s in the garden, I’m in the bed
Thinking about the things she said
It’s not helping, it’s not helping
Not helping
All the runaways in my mind
Seem to run away at the very same time
It’s not helping, it’s not helping
It’s not helping, it’s not helping
Lauren’s in the garden, I’m in the bed
Thinking about the things she said
Not helping, it’s not helping
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Oh what if I remembered all the time?
Well the odds were low but I was born
Me and nobody else
And I grew up slow in starts and storms
I can’t remember now
I forget myself
Oh what if I remembered all the time
Would it go backwards forwards
Past as future?
Well the odds were low but she was there
She and nobody else
And we fell in love, an unlikely pair
I can’t remember now
I forget myself
And the little mind that runs its course
From heaven down into hell
If I whine and wait and equivocate
I’m sorry, I forget myself
Oh what if I remembered all the time
Would it go backwards forwards
Past as future?
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Somewhere in Hawkins County, Tennessee
Walking around the factory
Talking to my friend
She always said I held my candle in
Some kind of sheltering
I don't wanna be that way again
Not I, not I, not I
But you in me
It's not just growing trees
It's husbandry
And knowing what the season means
Somewhere in Arlesheim, Switzerland
Walking around the hermitage
Video slo-mo'd by accident
She is standing there beside the lake
Hair blowing slow across her face
And I'm saying something low
Not I, not I, not I
But you in me
It's not living large
It's history
And knowing what the season means
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released May 15, 2020
