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Sitting in the tall grass listening to
the tall tales echo off the porch
Small towns were always too much for us.
I knew the color of the day
based on the color of the coffee pot
Always just a little too dark for most
Always just a little too dark for most
Just a little bit of silver hanging down
You can hear the dulcet sounds
We were always rough around the edges
our strings were tightly wound
I’m still good at hiding
Still good at dodging nouns.
Still good at dodging nouns.
They say we weren’t supposed to make it out
They’d rather we caved to the pressure
Laid still beneath the embers of this forest fire
Had kept walking to be found on cartons lining
Shelves at the corner mart.
Shelves at the corner mart.
Just a little bit of silver hanging down
You can hear the dulcet sounds
We made it out
A beautiful voice, we
We made it out
A persistent laugh, we
We made it out
We made it out
You can hear the dulcet sounds.
We made it out.
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Wind Chimes Pt. 2
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Experimental folk from Providence, Rhode Island.
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