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Meadowlark
02:05
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(meadowlark sings pretty)
the meadowlark flies so strangely
it blurs itself out completely
so that you can't tell what it is
sometimes i want to be like that
but i can't imagine you knowing me any better
and even though i never wrote you that letter
you still want to stick around
skiing around the islands on the frozen lake in Gwinn,
hiking in Saugatuck, swimming in Bellaire
i can be anonymous with you anywhere
if you cut my hair, i'll cut your hair
cause i can't imagine you knowing me any better
and even though i never wrote you that letter
you still want to stick around
(meadowlark sings pretty)
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Barn Light
04:07
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saw you underneath the barn light glow,
hair dripping, eyes wide-- the rain stopped so suddenly,
and then sitting with you under the disco ball
oh my god, you could have touched me with light-
ning
i'll come back here, but things won't be the same
you could've knocked me over with a feather
just by saying my name
i think of marble top counters, white wine,
fire-fly-grassy-field-window-views
when i think of you-- you're a shepherdess i guess,
because you gather me completely,
i'm not trying to be standoffish,
i'm just trying to stand off to the side,
my head's not in the clouds,
i just grow so tall in your light
i'll come back here, but things won't be the same
you could've knocked me over with a feather
just by saying my name
you could've knocked me over with a feather
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Swan Dive
03:10
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i thought i could handle either result
telling you exactly how i felt
now those stupid words follow me
like fire chases after gasoline
but running around with my swimsuit on
in the back yard, it was not hard
to take a swan dive like a beehive
hitting the ground
so i'm walking it off, rubbing some dirt in it
nothing to do with the pain but keep on hurting it
what am i still doing out here
clinging to this beer, pretending that i wanna smoke?
you're out talking to someone else now
and i'm freezing cold
but running around with my swimsuit on
in the back yard, it was not hard
to take a swan dive like a beehive
hitting the ground
but the fireworks set off a familiar hurt:
i don't want to be alone
i want to be married and happy
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Portrait Mode
02:38
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sometimes you appear in ways i can't comprehend,
like a blurry camera screen before the focus sets in
and then i see you
standing at the edge of the outdoor pool
at the ski lodge, steam rising off you
i see you
i realize a snow angel isn't the print in the snow
it's the thing that made it and then had to go
when i see you
standing at the edge of the outdoor pool
at the ski lodge, steam rising off you
i see you
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Copper & Todd
01:40
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thought i was todd and you were copper
when i met you at the show, sitting by the bonfire
we tried to take it slow, but we were so enamored
all lit up in your glow, you turned me into a lantern
you were a light that helped me grow
hugging your legs in the shower
hoping you'd be my trellis a little bit longer
how was i supposed to know
eventually i'd have to let you go?
how was i supposed to know?
but i'm not sorry we happened
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6. |
Snowmobile
03:31
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odd man out
did-this-to-myself
kind of blues
i'm kinda blue
wine-drunk at the cabin
trying not to feel like a has-been
so snowmobile me to the nearest heaven
odd man out
did-this-to-myself
kind of blues
i'm kinda blue
morels thrive by pine
chanterelles by oak
me by you
me by you
lantern light on the pine tree
i only see what i wanna see
so snowmobile me to the nearest heaven
(heaven)
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Skiing
01:17
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on the top of the hill i just skid down
there's the lack of me shimmering
do you feel that too where you are now
as you and i get farther from we?
this song was supposed to be about skiing
(just skiing) not you
you know, like:
-can't find myself on the trail map
-couple beers and a scarf in the backpack
-nights tuck themselves between the scales of pinecones
-passing through curtains of falling snow like a threshold
Elora: there's something special in the way
we crash into the snow
and when we get lost
you always know the best way to go
but
on the top of the hill i just skid down
there's the lack of me shimmering
do you feel that too where you are now
as you and i get farther from we?
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8. |
Flower Shop
04:36
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got a job at the flower shop
i was gonna bring you home roses
but i didn't on second thought
because of how you'd been acting
you didn't want me to make you dinner
even though i said i was happy to do it for you
you asked if you could come over
and then i pretty much knew
i was losing you
so much for the house
so much for the lawn, one cat, and two dogs
so much for the oven mitt
so much for everything we wanted
i really wanted to make it work
i guess that's why i was surprised
by the lack of light and the hurt
i twisted the bulb too tight
(broken glass in my bloody hands)
so i'm still losing you
so much for the house
so much for the lawn, one cat, and two dogs
so much for the oven mitt
so much for everything we wanted
got a job at the flower shop...
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9. |
By the Prairie Song
02:49
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the lake has nightmares about my thrashing legs
your phone has panic attacks at the thought of me trying to call again
i feel guilty for being alive
i feel guilty for wanting to die
i wanna fly, don't wanna say
where i'll go, (it's all the way)
mixing up god with lovers
it's that high-up feeling that hovers
over me (oppressively)
by the prairie songs come out in tiny, frightened little gasps
but i drown all of them out with the brandy from my flask
i'm gonna dwell hard on that ache
i just gotta hurt this pain a little longer if i want it to go away
i wanna fly, don't wanna say
where i'll go, (it's all the way)
mixing up god with lovers
it's that high-up feeling that hovers
over me (oppressively)
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at the psychiatric hospital they wouldn't let me bring in my guitar
because of what they thought i might do to myself with the strings
the walls were white-bricked, the food was... okay
guilt is the white hare when the snow all melts away
but you don't have to worry about me
i've been this way for a while now
at the New Year's Eve party i bombarded you with confessions
about what my hands had done to me in the past
too numb to care if i shocked you or made you cry
the hallway faded blue as a caved-in sky
but you don't have to worry about me
i've been this way for a while now
well maybe you should worry about me
i've been this way for a while now
(i know you do)
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11. |
Silo, Clouds, & Co.
04:05
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things are going fast now
i don't wanna slow down
i am a waterfall
where a person should be
if i gotta get over you
i'm gonna do it going 80
gripping the wheel too tight
to keep my hands from shaking
well i must be a pretty sorry sight to see
even the sky's lookin down on me
i feel as impossibly low as the cloudbank about to graze the top of the silo, i watch it sink through my driver's side window on my way to my new life without you
how do i fall out of love with you?
i used to think the future
was that impossible thing
that somehow always
kept on happening
as long as you were with me
well i wrote you that letter, i don't know if it did
but i hope it mattered
i feel as impossibly low as the cloudbank about to graze the top of the silo, i watch it sink through my driver's side window on my way to my new life without you
how do i fall out of love with you? when i never planned to?
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12. |
Cold Dark Lake
02:26
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pine trees line the Northen michigan highway
diving down to the bottom of the cold dark lake
there's nothing i can do
there's nothing i can do
sagging barn in the pouring down rain
the camera doesn't lie: i'm an irresolute shape
there's nothing i can do
there's nothing i can do
there's nothing i can do
there's nothing i can do
(loon)
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Ditch Lily Whitehall, Michigan
Ditch Lily makes homemade pop singalongs for the chronically sentimental. All hail peripheral
ephemera.
Band photo by Tess Clark
email: ditchlily2000@gmail.com
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