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Marshmallow Clown
04:35
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Big Orange Moon
03:08
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the rain could be gasoline
and you could all be massing together
just to light everything on fire
but no flames will rise too high
for the big orange moon
i might stare at you all through september
and i might ignore everything and start keeping track of the weather
my eyes might disappear behind a storm cloud of fear
until gasoline starts to clog up my yellow teeth
big orange moon, watching me get buried
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i am crawling out of my crib
walking down the sparkling stair
i left a note
oh, i have never told such a fib
when i return, and they find out, i hope they dont care
they wont care
after passing some curious birds
and crossing a plane with some far off elephant herds
i find myself bicycling through the falls
water is pouring down
and i am so enthralled
everything is calling
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How I Startled a Moose
02:10
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hey look, whats that i see?
little antlers, pointing out of the trees
the wind is pushing me towards
im far from home, and the police sirens have spoken their dark words
and who might you be?
wandering through my fathers trees
if he saw us here
he would put us both to his crooked spears
this is something from a static tv
but if were both doomed, ill ask will you join me?
cause you know if they find us here
they will put me back in bed and you to the iron spear
people will ask, where did you go?
did your crying mother set you lose?
ill tell them all it was a false show
and this is how i startled a moose
this is how i startled a moose
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Marching to Alaska
02:37
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Riding the Sky Train
05:52
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we were on top of the mountain, coming out of the cloud
surrounded and soaked by cold grey shrouds
but there were those voices, coming out of the thick air
welcoming and tugging, we nearly fell back down the stairs
welcome to the sky train
here you will find shrouds of silver rain
your wishes are simple, and we are simply nimble
welcome to the sky train
and there were ghosts having a party beneath our feet
making toasts to the ocean deep
and fire bugs coming from the embers of my old house
and strangers being milked from a cloud the shade of white silk
welcome to the sky train
here you will find shrouds of silver rain
your wishes are simple, and we are simply nimble
welcome to the sky train
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welcome to the sky train
here you will find shrouds of silver rain
your wishes are simple, and we are simply nimble
welcome to the sky train
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8. |
Water Hole
03:35
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theres a kind witch coming from somewhere
to repair
i can barely see you antlers somewhere
in the water hole
there might be parrots trained to laugh at me, in the paper trees
but i cannot hear them, cause my ears are so far from me
we fell from the sky, oh hey
hi there water hole
and all those stories i heard about the wild east can now burn
cause im stuck in this water hole and all the water wheels are turning
well whenever you open your mouth, marbles come pouring out
people will take my water wheels and put them on their cars
we fell from the sky, oh hey
hi there water hole
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Broken Flower Pot
05:07
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all your household objects are alive
like your empty goldfish bowl
and your vacant answering machine
all the things that used to be quiet are now speaking, screaming
little red fellow on the porch
you always had a feeling he was getting scorched in the sun
just now recently you realized he wasnt swooning
he probably went crazy from the big, full, orange moon
broken flower pot
broken, you are broken
all your household objects are alive
when your lonely, and youve forgotten how to die
you wish tappingbird would come and take you away
but in the end its sick and in your bed youll stay
all the birds are chirping, blue and yellow
they are spreading rumours that youve sunk down to that level
you might be thrashing in your head
but they are the ones destroying themselves and crying in bed
broken flower pot
broken, you are broken
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Will Orchard Nashville, Tennessee
live from the sky train
Will Orchard recommends:
jess is an amazing human <3 these songs are reflective, melancholy, bright and so much more. a beautiful & special voice
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Flowers and Cats
by Ben McCormick
i first met ben mccormick at my middle school geography bee. thank goodness i dropped my guitar pick next to him. he picked it up and said "do you like eric clapton?" the rest is history :-)
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somebody had to
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The gentle lo-fi songs on the latest phoneswithchords LP develop their granular sketches of childhood and coming of age into full portraits.
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