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I took the road less traveled by
But just got lost in the woods
A frost crept in overnight
And ate the blooms of shoulds and coulds
Yeah I’ve had enough of winter ice
Though another solstice would be alright
Woah oh oh, hey hey hey
Woah oh oh, hey hey hey
They say you either come up short
Or you didn’t try hard enough
What can you do but raise your glass
To postponing His last laugh
To sound and color and intimate things
And all the love songs you could never quite
Woah oh oh, hey hey hey
Woah oh oh, hey hey hey
And in blue I watch the stars come
Thinking now’d be time to steer my ship
Or connect the dots into a god
But another time, a different trip
Cause stars, they’re going obsolete
Oh god bless the burn of body heat
Woah oh oh, hey hey hey
So what can you do but raise your glass
To postponing His last laugh
To sound and color and intimate things
And all the love songs you could never quite sing
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Waltz (always already)
02:44
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When it snowed
I was the first
To look down again
I gathered you
And took you home with me
I knew all your million faces
But that’s the you you are tonight
In a room all dead except for thoughts
And the wind fussing the trees
Looking up at a blank white sky
Watching it fall and fall and fall and fall
I just didn’t know it then
How we’re always
Already at the end
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Ash flecks from the sky
And the sun’s hazed over
Like I missed the bang
Of the apocalypse
Out here you can hear
Some dog bark
Some gun fire
From a mile away
The snow makes me think
What if Vesuvius
Had buried Pompeii
In something so white
In winter woods
So sure and so right
Calamity never looked
More pure or more bright
No it’s not cold
It’s not bad
I’ve felt the peace
I’ll never have
No it’s not dark
I’m not lost
I’ve felt the quiet
I’ll miss the most
And on my way out
If it snows again
I know all the tracks I made
Won’t last the night
And all of my blemishes
On the trail and off
Crossing a blank white lake
Won’t last the night
Empty trees choke the hills
The flesh all fallen off
Just a few oak leaves
Chime on like paper bells
Cold air in the lungs
And you can feel
The empty space
You already are
No it’s not cold
It’s not bad
I’ve felt the peace
I’ll never have
No it’s not dark
I’m not lost
I’ve felt the quiet
I’ll miss the most
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I never dream, my sleep’s as empty as can be
It’s like every day I reincarnate
To you and the world again
I watch you, on a silver screen
Just thinking how can I get you
In this theater next to me
I like how beauty is just the play of light
It’s only the speed of time
That we must hate
We’re already ghosts, in a way
With skins that don’t hold tight
I’ll hold you long as I can
Against the morning white bright
Press your hand into mine
You’re somewhere on the other side
We’re not exactly
Who we thought we’d be
Cause a life lived according to plan
Woulda been
A life lived in the hands
Of a foolish young man
You could ask the ant how it decides
To turn left or right
I’m sure it doesn’t know, til it gets there
If it was wrong or if it was right
Chance is what brought us together
But not what keeps us so
It’s running this dead empty city
When they all think it’s too cold
Set your eyes onto mine
You’re somewhere on the other side
We’re not exactly
Who we thought we were
Yes a life lived according to plan
Woulda been
A life lived in the hands
Of a foolish young man
So it’s walking the desert
In shaky holographic light
Headed for the river, out of all
But the vultures’ sight
It’s moving with a herd
Of unrealistic purple clouds
To God knows where
For the night
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Familiar
03:36
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The sky shows / well past blue
And I remember when / this time of night
I would walk through / the city with you
Our favorite place / is still there
But it’s a different crowd / this time of night
So I walk on by / walk by without you
And I, I want to / be under those lights again
Those city lights / that are only blurs now
The like the neon in / my bottle’s rim
What I would give / to walk with you again
When the city dims / my thoughts release
Where we were / is where I wanna be
The sky shows / well past blue
And I remember when / this time of night
I would walk through / the city with you
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Kickshaw Hutch Duluth, Minnesota
Mike (guitar, vocals) and Dave (banjo, piano, guitar, bass, percussion).
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