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Mouse in a Bowl
03:05
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Mouse in a bowl made of
Glass in the hall by the den
You are so tiny do you
Think I am crueller than sin?
I've found living under a
Glass bowl incredibly zen
The heat's left me dazed and the
Lights are like stars shining in
Where will you go if I
Lift up the walls of your cell?
Back to my pantry to haunt me and
Crawl through my bran?
My eyesight is fading no
More I'll be raiding your shelf
The world's spilling open with
Diamonds in reckless expanse
As I open the door in my mind
I come back again
Mouse in a bowl you've
Outlasted the rest of your friends
Heaving a sigh as you
Look to the sky in your head
The tunnels, the nesting it's
All come to rest in the end
Here in a bowl made of
Glass in the hall by the den
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2. |
June Bug
02:16
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June bug, june bug
Please go away
June bug, june bug
Come back in May
You've got a fine taste
For days when the sky is blue
Ain't the sky a fine place
Must you fly in my face
June bug, june bug
Come back in May
You've got a fine taste
For days when my pillow's soft
Ain't the sill a fine place
Why are you still on my face
June bug, june bug
Please go away
June bug, june bug
Come back in May
You've got a fine taste
For days that are so delish
You think this is a fine place?
I'm gonna squish you on my face
June bug, june bug
Please go away
June bug, june bug
Come back in May
Come back in May
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3. |
Memory Song
02:49
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When I head out on the road
Maybe in the spring
It plays in my head like a waking dream
Will you won't you come along
Share the road with me
We'll take in the world like a memory
Ah you're many miles away
But I will see you smiling someday
Ah it never seemed so long
If I can only meet you in a song
Why don't you sing along
Brother won't you take my hand
Spend the day with me
We'll sail across the world like a memory
Sister won't you lead the way
Show us how to be
A windswept wave on an endless sea
Ah you're many miles away
But I will see you smiling someday
Ah it never seemed so long
If I can only meet you in a song
Why don't you sing along
I'll be singing in the dark
In a lonesome key
The songs in my head like a memory
You won't be where I can see but it don't bother me
We go our own way when it's what we need
Ah you're many miles away
But I will see you smiling someday
Ah it never seemed so long
So if I can only meet you in a song
If I can only meet you in a song
Why don't you sing along
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4. |
Poor Surgeon
02:51
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Can you hold the blade against my skin
To free the light of love within?
Could you be a warrior of old
With bright arms and tin can toes?
Carve up my bones and cast out the dead
It's a sharp way to save a life
The blood in my soul escapes through my head
To be close
Is to lend this poor surgeon your knife
Break free of the cast you always wore
Soak my bandages in wine
Leave me better than I was before
An oath you swore ahead of time
Carve up my bones and cast out the dead
It's a sharp way to save a life
The blood in my soul escapes through my head
To be close
Is to lend this poor surgeon your knife
To be close
Is to lend this poor surgeon your knife
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5. |
Grey Wolf
02:00
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Grey wolf
You've wandered far afield
Grey wolf
Is frost your only shield?
Nursing your wounds
Snow is in the air
You're hard to see but you're there
Grey wolf
Your eyes are shiny steel
Grey wolf
Have your wounds begun to heal?
Chasing the wind
Tracking through the snow
It's hard to say where you'll go
Grey wolf
You read everybody else
Grey wolf
Have you introduced yourself?
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6. |
When You Lay Me Down
01:55
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Carry me slowly
Don't be angry
It's just my fragility
Finally won me
When you lay me down in the cold cold ground
Far from the clamor and the fire of the crowd
Riding the wind on a radio wave
When you lay me down in the ground
Break my still life
In the black night
The fire made me feel alive
If just for a time
When you lay me down in the cold cold ground
Far from the clamor and the fire of the crowd
Riding the wind on a radio wave
When you lay me down in the ground
When you lay me down in the ground
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Kyle Acheson New York
Acoustic, lo-fi, tree worship, ghosts & grain.
Influences from PNW lo-fi, 60s brit
folk revivalists, turn-of-the-century parlor art song.
In New York, I write and perform musicals with the actor-musician ensemble Thicket & Thistle.
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