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sycamore (dec 1)
01:50
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orchids in the window
n the strings o light
all ribbon off the column
in the six o’clock night
furthest thing from fluorescent
how you glow so soft n warm
n the river ghosts rest anchored
sleepin giants off shore
I’m fallin again
like leaves of sycamore
unwindin again
and all lovin once more
evenin wind bites
at the nape of my neck
rememberin kisses
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citrus (dec 2)
01:57
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cryin to a Chris Weisman song
Christina’s listenin to tim McGraw
halfway across the country
the citrus trees all heavy
with another winters harvest
satsumas for the neighbors
backyard kumquats as a treat
grapefruit in the mornin,
lemon cocktails in the eve
meaningless mountains out of meaningless molehills of
meaningless emails I’m typing im typing im trying
to do something worthwhile with my life
I’m tryna do somethin worth-
while I’m
cryin to a Chris Weisman song
the first time I ever heard it
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3. |
shipwreck (dec 3)
00:56
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when I’m upset
i go to bed
without brushing my teeth again
i walk for miles
in the sand,
when you let me, shipwreck of a man
i spy another
sister sibling brother
washed up on the shore
wave swept or fallen
an ocean, a comet
a wish made, what for?
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4. |
barro violeta (dec 4)
02:19
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rememberin a
baton rouge house show
such soft-spoken sweet notes were sung, and i sipped em all up
from the back row
blue ridge road trip closer
a subtle mind blower
walked right into that waking dream
mid-august, just gotten my second tattoo
a year later, another all thought up by you
don’t need birthday candles for wishes come true
o tour poster
seed sower
this ones for u
n I’m just a purrin copycat
n I’m just a faithful road dog
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cypress (dec 5)
02:21
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o to be but the wind in the leaves,
Spanish moss in the trees of live oak
roots run deep and I bend at the knee,
like the cypress so meek in the shallow
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6. |
the L word (dec 6)
02:07
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funny little game that we seem to play
not sure who is makin the rules
how many ways can we find to say it
without ever speaking that truth
do I roll the dice or keep bitin my tongue
can’t even remember whose move
it is
do you choose your words wisely or
do they choose you
what are we playin but a
couple o fools?
n who are we foolin
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7. |
costco hot dog (dec 7)
01:55
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ought (dec 8)
04:27
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when I think bout all of the things I’ll miss
(the last breaths and the first kisses and the rest)
‘cause I’m here, I’m only one, in just my body,
well, the weight of it sure shakes the achey heart
we can’t be everywhere we need or where we ought to be
but I am here and I am now and we are what we’ve got
mmmmmmmmmm
do I grieve for who I’ve been or who I wanna be?
do I grieve for where I am or where I’m not?
for what’s forgotten or for all we are remembering?
hold me here and hold me now until tomorrow
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9. |
magnanimous (dec 9)
01:19
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i got beer drunk late last night
and fell asleep while i was tryna write this song
good thing i'm the dealer, baby,
play your hand
you cannot tell me i did wrong by you
hmmmmmmmmmm
wednesday's just the same as thursday now,
if you know how to get along
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10. |
sailboat (dec 10)
02:03
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when I grow up I will live on my sailboat
I’ll sail you around, show you all of the sights
dinner downtown with seagulls n jellies
we’ll fall in love like we did that one night
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11. |
mind (dec 11)
01:42
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save me the change in time
I am not askin you to make my mind (up)
follow the dotted line
don’t think twice baby it’ll be just fine
maybe one more will set us right
I am not askin you to change your mind
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12. |
hyde park (dec 12)
01:47
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I went walking into hyde park
nervous over nothin
hopin for a somethin but I
couldn’t put my finger on it
til I saw yours wavin
come on over baby and I
stumbled straight into your bedroom
didn’t think I’d find you
here or now or how I did
stumbled, tripped n fell n fallin
gad I heard it callin
there n then n how it did
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when I’m 80 years old
will I still sing Sheryl Crow
karaoke at the bar
or while I’m drivin in my car
to that CD that I love of her greatest hits
if we live to 90
will you ever think of me
or our dates on Sunday nights
in the glossy virtual light
of the 20s
ive got this fear that eats away
of forgetting everything
but if the feeling remains
then oh what’s in a name anyway
“if it makes you happy”
sing it like you mean it please
22 or 103
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couch (dec 14)
01:52
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if I tell you how I feel
will you hold me in your heart still
if I were to stay the night
just on the couch, would that be alright
if I tell you how I feel
(the truth can be a hurt to hear)
will you hold me in your heart still
(I’ll trade you my love for your ear)
and if I were to stay the night
(I know it’s not like other times)
just on the couch would that be alright
(o my own bed will be just fine)
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15. |
patience (dec 15)
00:43
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patience is a virtue
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xmas lights (dec 16)
02:16
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xmas lights on the porch I’ll
pretend you’re here keepin warm with me -
you put on vince guaraldi, babe, I’ll put on the tea
make believe the rain is the snow,
turn on our kitchen radio and we’ll
sing along to those carols just for posterity
I wanna know
what it is that makes you feel more at home
when you are so far from all you know
on a holidays eve
like xmas lights on the porch
I’ll pretend I’m there keepin warm with you
you start the fire n baby I’ll kindle the flame
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line (dec 17)
02:09
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where is the line
do I need to draw it
I thought we’d be fine where we are
who’s got the inch and then
who’s got the mile
and who’s got the time
keepin receipts
of resentments all folded up neatly
is it any relief when you
slight me
spite me
don’t cry to me
when I’m gone
I’m in the self check out line
I don’t need to buy it
I’ll see myself to the door
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half-ass duet (dec 18)
02:07
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first fiction (dec 19)
03:02
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3 am I just finished my 8th book of the
year, or maybe 9th, we’re in the 12th month,
I should really read more, I will read more
if I find the time... I’ll make the time
rememberin that one postal worker from USPS last winter back in echo park
his smile so strong and genuine in subtle southern Californian solidarity, it said
“we’re all just people”
all just people all just people all just people here,
in lines and cars and streets and bars n fights n flights and city lights and hearts sometimes, we’re all just people here
the truth is stranger than the fiction
I believe it to be true
but what do we do now -
the fiction’s truer than we are
puttin the ‘tried’ in ‘tired’
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20. |
mugwort (dec 20)
02:20
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half awake a year away thought I was in that room
tucked in bed restin my head where I spent all my youth
I would know that room if I only saw a picture of a corner in a fleeting glimpse
got it memorized like the back of my hearts hand
the longest I’ve ever been away from my home state magnolias
wishing that we were more like Saturn, Jupiter
close enough to kiss now
if only for a night
mugwort morning half asleep, half day dreaming of you
ocean liners always reminders of our foggy truth
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21. |
solstice wind (dec 21)
03:00
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22. |
hanky (dec 22)
02:07
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handkerchiefs and caramel
im a sweet tooth stuck inside a sour spell
silver linings, paper mail
I’ll push that boulder back up my molehill
hours spent staring at a screen
plug in, burn out, who cares what your name is
sisyphus, the inbox, n me
will I keep answerin, questioning the meanin of it all
clock in clock out eyes on the gleam
who am I and who is it I’m tryin
day in day out so hard to be
will I keep answerinanswerinanswerinanswerinanswerin
questioning the meanin of it all
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23. |
sleepy fingy (dec 23)
01:20
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full (dec 25)
02:40
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falling asleep with the lights on again
christmas mornin sleepy bittersweet reframing
ring it all in, we can trade traditions
lead the way, I will go with you darlin
house on the hill, windows fogged up again
christmas late night contemplative redefinin
ring it all in, wrapped right up like a gift
fill my plate, I’ll do the dishes darlin
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ring it all in, wrapped right up like a gift
fill my plate, I’ll do the dishes darlin
fill my cup, I’ll do the dishes darlin
fill me up, I’ll do the dishes darlin
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hope song (dec 27)
02:32
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can you taste it
look it in the eyes n
can you name it
under its disguise
a face familiar
we’ve seen it many times, if in a dream
like a habit
begging to be broken
we can have it
this future realized
if we will make it
pressin on for mornin
through the night
I can hear it
sweet sparrow song
that cuts through the bullshit
n lands upon our tongues
drink it like nectar
drink it like honey
and learn to sing along
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28. |
packing song (dec 28)
01:17
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sometimes I can pack light
but not tonight
wake up with the sun I’ll
try to rise early n bright
swimmin thru the sky
backstroke over miles
sometimes I can sleep tight
but not tonight
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29. |
warm (dec 29)
01:24
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before flyin away again, the feelin is
familiar - seein your couch again
but sleepin on the floor
cold world creepin through the door
but
bein inside again, its warmin up
bein inside again, its warmin up
here by your side again, its warm enough
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30. |
whitecaps (dec 30)
00:55
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tears wellin up in my
eyes, on your bed, never afraid to
cried when i saw the lake -
whitecaps from 30,000 feet away,
but so soon so near
a blink and a couple teardrops
now im here
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31. |
auld lang syne* (dec 31)
00:58
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hemlock
swamp-raised, ATX/chicago-based, phone-fi post-folk
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hemlocksounds@gmail.com
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xo,
carolina
hemlock recommends:
Peaceful Waters: A Tribute to John Prine
by Various Artists
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by Desolation Horse
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Musicians for a Free Palestine
by Musicians for a Free Palestine
free palestine
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