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Neighborhood Stories
05:08
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Press pause, you’ve got some time to make up.
you’ve got enough self love to fill a dixie cup
but the destruction you’re composing is just too much to handle
so take your foot off the pedal and break—
do you ever sit alone in your room?
do you think about all the things we talked about?
do you recall when they gave you their love?
You’ve got ears but they aren’t doing their job
She tried to get your attention.
He tried to make things right.
She lost all of her patience
He let love leave his sight
She collapsed on her death bed
He had nothing to say
She put her hands to her eyes
He said “I’ve never had a friend die”
Dear God what have I done?
you graced my life with the loss of your son
You say that I’m worth it but I’ve thrown away your love
So if you can’t bring my friend to life
can you help me find my own?
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Small Words
00:27
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i don't have a lot of words today
other than i hope that you're okay
and i hope your happy
cuz i miss you
perhaps not this version of you.
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570 miles
05:22
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Homesickness is truly a sickness.
You feel it in your body.
It starts in your feet
When you remember places you walked to or who you walked with.
Then it rises to the stomach that aches when you remember all the people you haven’t seen in 100 days.
Then you feel it in your arms when you remember the hugs that you don’t receive anymore.
You feel it in your head when you hear the songs that remind you of the people who changed your life.
And while one body part subsides for a little and cools off,
The others are burning and aching
Constantly.
And you feel like you’ll purge
If you don’t feel home for two seconds.
But nothing will feel like home
Until you’ve crossed the threshold
Of the house you spent your life in
And you reunite with the people
Who created who you are now
And you hug the loved ones
So your arms don’t ache anymore.
Homesickness is not a feeling
It is an aching sensation
That doesn’t go away
You just get numb to it over time.
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585
02:21
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Thank You for carrying the flame
Thank You for taking us home
Right back where we started from
in each other’s arms
okay okay
I think we’ll be alright
okay okay
I think we’ll be just fine
Yesterday we were 17
singing in your backyard
and Soco isn’t fun to sing anymore
cuz you can’t stay 18 forever
There’s something about this place
It always draws us in
Upstate is where it began
and where our hearts will mend
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My Sweet Daughter Rochester, New York
bedroom folk artist with the intent of composing music with honesty, genuineness, & heart.
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