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Touch and Go
04:00
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You’ve been waiting for a better day to lose
You’ve been waiting for a better day to make your move
Like pulling out a tooth, ooh
Why can’t you stop, why can’t you stop, why can’t you stop
Staring at her while she talks
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She’s outside your realm of possibility
But somehow there’s no insecurity
If beggars could be choosers I’d say
Yes, it’s your day to stray
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She’s black and you’re white, she’s red and you’re gold
She’s hot and she’s cold
You’re on your toes, managing foes
Sailin’ through those mental lows
Why don’t you know, why don’t you know why don’t you know
How to counter all her blows
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Oh, it’s touch and go
It’s my shadow self that laughs at your jokes
Oh, it’s touch and go
We don’t invent it, we just remember to know
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2. |
Roy's Market
03:48
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Man of the market, he stands
Leathered and weathered and tan
Man of the market, he stands
Latest request in his dirty, dirty hands
There is a tear through Peterborough streets
Highfalutin strangers landing their keeps
Says who is he to make that leap
But he gets down on his knees for me
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They knew they could work him so good
They knew, they knew they could
So the man of the market, he stands
Quiet as he can
Quiet as he can
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Then off on his way he went
Quicker than the desperate way in which he was sent
That was eight years ago
And it was quite the heavy, heavy blow
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They knew they could work him so good
They knew, they knew they could
So the man of the market, he stands
Quiet as he can
Quiet as he can
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And I appreciated him
For going out on a limb
My consequences were grim
But they taught me to swim
He’s got a claim on Roy’s Market in my mind
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3. |
Seattle Sky
05:16
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Two worlds colliding from my mind
Across Seattle sky
Couldn’t get this high while feeling right
Can I burn this bright on your sweet time
Woke in my momma’s home
With two lovers I will always know
Couldn’t get this high while feeling right
Can I burn this bright on your sweet time
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Maybe if we stay under the Seattle sky
We’ll be fine, we’ll keep some aliveness
But baby we could run dry
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If you take your mask off babe
Maybe I’ll lose mine too
We can watch this phenomenon face to face
Walk away in its power and aching grace
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Maybe if we stay under the Seattle sky
We’ll be fine, we’ll keep some aliveness
But baby we could run dry
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Oh, I’m feeling dry
Oh, Seattle sky
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4. |
Default
03:44
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Wake me up in the early morning hours
It’s become a kind of pattern now
Can I seek like the humble and the meek
But then give up smellin’ the flowers
Can I sniff like a dog with a bone but then give it to you
Can I seek like the humble and the meek
But never feel the power
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You’re extraordinary to me
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And when you talk there’s a glimmer in stock
You got an edge that’s not safe to mock
Can we breathe into remnants of ease
And keep up a new way to be
Can I sniff like a dog with a bone but then give it to you
Can I seek like the humble and the meek
But never feel the power
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You’re extraordinary to me
And I’ll take this over anything
Under what I can see
Is just a want and a need and a creed to give and receive
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We just keep thinking we can do this our own way
We just keep thinking we can do this our own way
Woo it’s a deep default and it stays
Past its expiration date
Woo we got it got it got it made
Woo we bought it bought it bought it safe
Woo it’s a deep default and it stays
Past its expiration date
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You’re extraordinary to me
And I’ll take this over anything
Under what I can see
Is just a want and a need and a creed to give and receive
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5. |
COntainer
05:24
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It's not about me
It's about this other thing
This thing that is a container for what he can't explain
We talk about it all day long
It's fun sometimes to stew
But breaking every bag of bones is what he's born to do
He paces out his circles
He's got a mind of plays
And a thing that is a container for what he can't explain
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And he says, I'll think right through you
Unless you've got a plan I'd like to hear
And he says, I'll think right through you
'Cause my solution's clear
But I'm all ears to a better move
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It's not about me
It's about this other thing
This thing that is a container for what he can't explain
A midnight moment stretched for years
The pearl is what he fears
In this thing that is a container for what he can't explain
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And he says, I'll think right through you
Unless you've got a plan I'd like to hear
And he says, I'll think right through you
'Cause my solution's clear
But I'm all ears to a better move
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Morgan Kusmer Boulder, Colorado
Morgan Kusmer is a 28-year-old singer-songwriter and keyboardist from San Francisco, California, currently residing in Boulder, Colorado. With a background in classical piano and music theory, Morgan has also moved to encompass feels of rock, funk, jam, jazz, and soul in her music. ... more
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