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River Street
03:28
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out my front door, i walk down river street
while the neighborhood still snores
the freshly dead night time lingers in the water
it flows down river street, it glows in the grey light
and tiny critters are sneaking around this empty water park,
as i roam, i can hear the dogs bark
the world would wake up, but i would be far away,
staring into the clouds, and watching the currents sway
well in the shade, i can hear the children play
while the sky lets loose
im underneath, an umbrella of stone and grief
as the cars speed past, oh you know
i dream of when the wind comes up from the ground,
and i fly from this place without a sound
i'll keep falling, down into the stormy sky
maybe ill come out on the other side of the world
out my front door, i walk down river street
while the neighborhood still snores
the freshly dead night time lingers in the water
it flows down river street, it glows in the grey light
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Cairn
03:26
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somewhere in a clearing in the tall grass, the insects are watching the sun die
if you look closely enough, you can see that anything can be alive
when i was on the top of a cairn, i came to see that i really care
about the smallest piece of brown dirt
i dont know why, but it really does hurt
well i dont remember where you come from
i dont know how you got in here
but youre growing, and taking me back to places ive never been before
you are not my friend
watching a rain drop fall to the ground
or onto your head, without a sound
my hands are in my pockets
just like my thoughts are trapped inside your locket
you are one of the only people ive met
who is nearly nonexistent
but thats okay, cause youre in my head
and if you spoke any louder, i wouldnt listen
well i dont remember where you come from
i dont know how you got in here
but youre growing, and taking me back to places ive never been before
you are not my friend
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Sad Girl
03:28
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sad girl, sad girl dont cry
how long has it been since you wanted to die?
i can see right through youre expressionless face
and though i try to forget, it comes back to me each day
well the sad clown, came around this town, sad girl
in this cold world, you must have some trust in the sky and the rain and the leaves
to lift you off of your feet, so think about that, as you wander the grey streets
well the sad clown, came around this town, sad girl
well the sad clown, he was once a joy
he would honk his red nose, like it was some kind of toy
but now when he honks that red nose
everything turns grey, and there's nothing left to say but
the sad clown, came around this town, sad girl
sad girl, sad girl dont cry
where does your mind wander when you look up at the sky?
do you dream about the days
when you'll speed like a bullet, down the highway in haste
the sad clown, came around this town, sad girl
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My Head Is Empty
02:58
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my head is empty again
and though you are not my friend
i cant roll down the hill in the dying sun
so ill do that in my head
the air is getting cool
and the grass is golden
out lungs take it all in with no resistance
and my thoughts are swollen
with sweet things
well i dont know you
and you dont know me
youre a fraction of a memory that never happened
that ill forget anyways
well we walked over
to some house as the light was dying
and i wondered
what the heck am i doing on a cotton scraper
but the night went on
it seeemed so long
and i couldnt remember the time
then i realized, there is no time
cause im alone in my bed somewhere
my eyes are closed in a droning stare
well i dont know you
and you dont know me
youre a fraction of a memory that never happened
that ill forget anyways
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Will Orchard Nashville, Tennessee
live from the sky train
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jess is an amazing human <3 these songs are reflective, melancholy, bright and so much more. a beautiful & special voice
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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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