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julia
01:11
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i don’t know
what to say to you
you let emotion
get the best of you
and though i tried,
i’m not close to you
but i can’t lie
i would wait for you
a quiet hand
makes a fool of you
while i can’t say
what i’d rather do
so i’ll take time
make the most of it
a little sigh
a thought of things that might’ve been
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2. |
happy
02:47
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walking alone down a snowy path
i hear my name
my feet will step and step until at last
i feel that i can stay
but the deeper the snow,
the more i want to lay down
let the wind bite me until i drown
my favorite boy
my favorite hound
the sound of my feet falling down
my favorite sound
but the day you said goodbye to me
my little head bowed
i cried all day, the worst was yet to come
i fell away into the day
your house was full of icicles
they melted all away
and still i can’t believe how long i
tried to stay
the morning i woke up my body shivered
i was cold and wet, my fingers bitten
by the frost
my elbows rigid
my knees still bent
i coughed up a lung in your mother’s yard that day
it fed her garden
it made me happy
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3. |
simple thing
02:34
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oh, would your satisfaction be so great?
a simple thing i wonder
by a taste, an empty hole
a wave to wash your body off
i could never offer you such things
my nails are brittle, my teeth too small
such a treasure when my skin begins to crawl
but some small things under the sea
(it’s far, i know)
i owe them my respects
for falling into their home
trying to wash my body off.
falling into their home
fall asleep
fall in love
fall for my trick
fall comes before spring
and never calls again
would your satisfaction be so great?
a simple thing i know you crave
don’t feel so bad, it’s only right and well
oh, would your satisfaction be so great?
a simple thing i wonder
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4. |
ode to longing
02:31
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off on my own again
i’m off on my own again
i’ll do it alone
i won’t need my friends
i’m off on my own again
i’m hurtin my head again
i’m hurtin my head again
rum and razors, empty belly
i’m hurting my head again
i wish i was small again
i wish i was small again
i used to be skinny, i was a virgin then
i wish i was small again
i don’t wanna leave loose ends
i want to unburden my friends
i’ll fix it up nice and i’ll make my amends
i’ll be off on my again
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5. |
grand-mère
03:25
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wiping dirty windows
where grand-mère put angels
they tore that old house down
months after she died
hugging kids and kissing cousins
crocheted blankets, coffee table
cigarette st. martinville
stealing whiskey, drinking on the hill
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6. |
sorry
03:39
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i keep hoping and praying that
the people i meet
are worth knowing
these stars are sticky; disorganized
the stars i see
are worth my heat
but there’s nothing better
there’s nothing grander
for me
i feel genuinely, genuinely now
sorry
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Hannah Sandoz Chicago, Illinois
music that holds you while you cry
based in chicago
guitar + vox + live electronics
hannahsandoz55@gmail.com
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