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by Derek Roe Eller

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Linsie 03:29
I was born in a world devoid of conclusion where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison below With moist, glossy eyes, and soft hands, and no weight on my shoulders I silently watched as the passing years started to grow Oh we were just children Oh how we had nothing to conserve Our first dozen years misremembered in a haze of reluctance Nothing but time, nothing but meaningless words When I was young my front door was made out of flowers and the roof over my head was none but the wisest of trees and the voice of the fields and the intimate thoughts of the ocean regarded the passage of time as leaves in the breeze Oh what a strange existence Oh how I have no regrets A life not lived is a life with no complication The bitterest taste is the hardest one to forget Oh we were just children Oh how we had nothing to conserve Our first dozen years misremembered in a haze of reluctance Nothing but time, nothing but meaningless words Nothing but time, nothing but meaningless words
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I've got a little resentful ember burning a hole in my heart the blood leaks out You can get a quart of me as you walk by We have to make little holes in ourselves so we can let things in They are vulnerable to changes in size and have been known to cave in Which can trap a little piece inside and set it aflame And make a burned out place out of a gorgeous space where nothing can live I've got a space that's behind my face that makes me laugh, and makes me cry all the time You can hear me vomit words as you walk by There's a color that sits inside that I cannot describe It's spectrum doesn't quite agree with the one I can see with my eyes We are limited by language and words and by culture and conscience Our thoughts swimming in an internal abyss fighting for context And you've been waiting here for the dead songbirds to arrive And we're debating the merits of keeping our species alive And you reach out to discover phosphorescent light coming out from the wood It feels so good There's a man that I don't quite know living deep in my chest He doesn't rest But you can watch me fight him off as you walk by
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I'm all by myself again couldn't tell you where I've been followin' the highwaymen Just makin' my way my friend Don't need to see you now got you out of my mind somehow Can't expect more anyhow we've covered a lot of ground Chorus: And I hear it every day but I always try to do what I think is right Gotta be a better way I can't help but think every night His first word is violence television his opiate he's not quite sentient more worried about opulence Dollar store poets shout with nothing to talk about homogeneous cloud brings nothing new around Chorus Hear the cry of the servant wife a docile, empty life she dies every night reborn in domestic confinement The wise man's predicament a lot to say but no one to hear it His call to battlements falls on empty sentiments Chorus
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There's a lot more to see in a solo walk through the city than we can be bothered to notice The paths of the people who live on your street may intersect but never connect And please worry less, you're fine we lay awake with thoughts not worth half a mind and you're a mother and you're a father and you're a son We abuse our yesterdays one piece at a time we just throw it away' like the cans we leave for the trucks containing the packages of things once loved And don't fool yourself, you're fine we lay awake with thoughts not worth half a mind and you're a mother and you're a father and you're a son Time tends to pick things apart We're less together now than we were at the start with illusions of wisdom and age and a pile of baggage from a battery of days Maybe it's silly to say you're fine It's hard to let go, it's hard to unwind and maybe you're a mother and maybe you're a father and you're a son

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released July 24, 2012

All parts written, performed, and recorded by Derek Roe Eller.

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Derek Roe Eller Huntington Park, California

I am a bedroom songwriter/ recent CA transplant/ engineer. I write this music on the side for me: Maybe you will find something to connect to.

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