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A Statue
03:36
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A cold wind blows in the air tonight.
A cold wind. It's the middle of summer.
A cold wind. Much like your breath on my body.
Did you remember to brush your teeth?
I am a statue. Standing long. Standing proud.
I am a statue. Rigid in my movements.
I am a statue. Crack me open like an egg.
What will you see inside?
Like a geyser. Like a gusher. Like the long-gone air.
I'm a tornado. I am a flourish. A flash in the pan.
All part of the plan.
Place me in your house, and then forget about me.
Tell me I bring you luck! Tell me that together, we can do anything.
When your house gets torn down, down to the ground.
Will you remember to bring me?
Or am I stuck? Will I fall at your feet-
Like a geyser. Like a gusher. Like the long-gone air.
I'm a tornado. I am a flourish. A flash in the pan.
All part of the plan.
A cold wind blows through your empty, shattered house.
I am a statue. I bring luck! Will I ever be found?
Will I ever be found?
Will I ever be found?
Will I ever be found?
Will I ever be found?
Will I ever be found?Will I ever be found?Will I ever be found?Will I ever be found?Will I ever be found?Will I ever be found?Will I ever be found?Will I ever be found?
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Wandering
01:37
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It's a beautiful night outside.
I hear crickets, and Junebugs, and maybe cicadas?
And there's bats around. And I really hope I can capture all of that.
So let's find out!
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Wandering through the trees, wondering where we'll be in two years;
But I guess we'll cross that bridge when we burn it.
Wandering through the woods. Always misunderstood.
Guess I should have paid more attention in class.
Never learned how to work it.
I think a compass never points north if you're always facing south.
And I know that we are lost, but we'll be found somehow.
Making the best of where we are, because home is where you are!
And we all get lost sometimes.
I'm making my way back to your door, but we all get lost sometimes.
I sometimes get stuck in my mind. But we all get lost sometimes.
We all get lost sometimes.
When the snow's falling down. When the leaves are gathering round.
When the world feels cold- The night is waiting.
It's time for you to decide: Honey-crisp Apple Pie or the full moon coming out. Guess it's time to scream and shout
That my compass never points north!!! I am always facing south.
And I know that I am lost, but I'll be found somehow!
Making the best of the stars! I am lost in the stars...
But we all get lost sometimes.
I'm making my way back to my door, but we all get lost sometimes.
I sometimes get stuck in my mind. But we all get lost sometimes.
We all get lost sometimes.
When the forest hits that pitch I know it's the end of it.
When I am lost? When I am FOUND.
Maybe my compass points North if I just turn around.
And I know I might seem lost, but I am found somehow.
Making the best of the stars. I am home sometimes.
And we all get found sometimes.
I'm making my way back to my door, but we all get lost sometimes.
I sometimes get stuck in my mind. But we all get stuck sometimes.
We all get lost sometimes. We all get found sometimes! We all get found sometimes!
We all get stuck sometimes! We all get lost sometimes! We all get found sometimes! We all get found sometimes!
Will I be found?
Will I be found?
Will I be found now?
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4. |
Come Home
03:49
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My summer home is filled with movie posters.
Whiffs of things we used to share.
My summer home is filled with lots of boxes of clothes and wigs I used to wear.
My summer home opens out on a lake where we used to swim, now it's just frozen air.
Fitting itself in the corners and the floorboards and cupboards of teapots we hand-painted with care.
My phone starts to ring as I wander the halls.
I listen robotically to my voice on the end of the call.
I say:
"They're gone now" (They're gone now).
"They're gone now" (They're gone now).
"Come home. Put your key in the lock."
"They're gone now" (They're gone now).
"And you know they're gone now" (They're gone now).
"Come home. Put your key in the lock."
"I will be waiting right here."
"I will be waiting right here."
I step outside. Breathe in crisp winter deeply.
My soul anguished with the thought of you leaving.
I pack up my car. Take one last look around.
And when I blink? It's all gone! It is just fertile ground.
I imagine a garden planted after the last frost.
The flowers would bloom and twist toward the warm sun.
For now? There's nothing but the lake, and the sweet winter snow.
I bless the land with a kiss, and then turn around to go.
My car hits the pavement with that old familiar hum.
I turn the radio on and I hear the chorus has begun.
They sing:
"They're gone now" (They're gone now).
"They're gone now" (They're gone now).
"Come home. Put your key in the lock."
"They're gone now" (They're gone now).
"And you know they're gone now" (They're gone now).
"Come home. Put your key in the lock."
"I will be waiting right here."
"I will be waiting right here."
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The Long Drive Home
01:03
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I'm heading back home right now, and I don't know what I'll find when I get there.
I'm heading back home right now after being away.
And I'm scared.
But in that fear? There is beauty.
And in that beauty? There is hope.
And in that hope? There is Love.
And I know that when I get home, not if, that there will be Love waiting for me. And I have to be the one to believe that.
But that doesn't make going home any less scary.
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Recover
02:30
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I take a shower when I get home.
I scrub my body from head to toe.
I clean every part of myself I can clean.
But that doesn't seem to do enough-
There are just some spots that soap can't touch.
I still smell the stink of you on me.
The mirror is fogged when I step out of the shower.
I use a free hand to wipe with a towel until
I can see myself staring back, lovingly.
I smile and say "You are beautiful and you are loved.
You can do anything that you set your mind to."
Telling myself this every day helps me recover,
And I know depression will not find me here.
There are days when I am better.
Days when I am worse.
Days I wish there were someone by my side.
The dark fantasies of ending my life at this point have all but subsided.
I perform my shows. I put on my face.
I tell my stories. I try to be brave.
Talking about mental illness allows me to feel free.
I look at you, "You are beautiful, and you are loved.
You can do anything that you set your mind to."
Telling yourself this every day will help you recover,
And I know depression will not find you here.
Telling ourselves this every day will help us recover,
And I know depression will not find us here.
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Brand New
05:05
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The sun comes up over the hill.
And I watch the day begin again.
The Red-Breasted Robin teaches its baby to take flight.
They will be gone long before the night.
Flowers and leaves on the stems of every branch I see.
Growing up toward the sun.
Twisting vines hoping they will be the one to feel the light.
Even plants can pick fights.
I open up my heart and soul to you.
Just like a flower faces the sun would do.
I am opening my heart and soul to you.
I am budding. I am brand. Brand new.
As each day comes and then it passes
I find myself growing. I am still growing.
Planting my roots in as I reach toward the bright
Blessed day, and the dark sacred night.
What a world we're in. Doesn't matter what age I am.
The trees may be tall but I can stand tall too.
I open up my heart and soul to you.
Just like a flower faces the sun would do.
I am opening my heart and soul to you.
I am budding. I am brand. Brand new.
The sun comes up over the hill.
And I watch the day begin again.
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TLB // TheyLoveThem Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Hey! I changed my name and am releasing as TheyLoveThem now!
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Weird, Queer, Anti-Folk Folk-Punk Mother Folker.
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