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And You
06:10
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And You
The scent of lemon lozenges
The sawdusty junk drawer
The after-shower baby powder
Sprinkled on the floor
The frosted grass through clouded glass
The autumn getting old
Your morning jog out in the fog
Your sweat mixed with the cold
After school bible study, choir's in rehearsal
Diesel fuel, the yellow band of light
Across your temple and eyes
The goof's got on his brights
So you pull off to the side
Let him pass right on by
And ease back on the street
The scent of coconut sunscreen
With a distant cigarette
Frisbee slipping from my grip
That flick I could never get
The tattered yellow picnic blanket
Wrinkled in the sand
The panic-stricken puppy drum
Wriggling in your hand
Pockets full of watermelon Jolly Rancher wrappers
Beach volleyball and all the games
I never really wanted to play
But did anyway
And you cast out your line
You turn back and smile
Even when nothing's biting
Leaning on your shoulder
Now the sermon's dragging on
My flyer's full of doodled flowers
Cut off at the stem
Holy, holy, holy
Cry the seraphim again
Do this in remembrance of me
Go in peace, amen
Your head now ever bent down
Before Christ, the apple tree
You're following your namesake's call
To pray unceasingly
I am weak but Thou art strong
Means a little more each day
As one by one the gifts he gives
He comes and takes away
Copa cleats, a give and go then one-time past the keeper
Ol' Hands for Feet, weaving through the defense
Like a needle and thread
Through the denim bedspread
That she made from old jeans
Into a patchwork of dreams
And together you'd tuck me
Into the bottom bunk
And ask Him to bless me and keep me
And to give me peace
And give me peace
And give me peace
And give me peace
And give me peace
And you skip to track four
You open the score
And lo, how a rose e're bloometh
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2. |
The Seedling
04:24
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3. |
Tara
03:05
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4. |
Know No More
03:55
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5. |
Deer In The Pines
04:14
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6. |
Woman
04:21
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7. |
Momma Take My Hand
06:57
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8. |
Broken Love
04:05
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9. |
Ransom The Captive Heart
06:58
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Ransom the captive heart
Squander what modest fortune you’ve managed to cling onto
Upturn the temple tills
Whatever it takes, if the bank’s gotta break, let nothing stop you
Scatter the gathered coins
In the end, what’s left unspent will only rob you
Why can’t I even cry
Heaven knows how hard I try
These pilfered tears just aren’t enough
To quell the thirst that’s welling up
Under the covered bridge
The thrill is gone, the kingdom long overdue
The blessed empties raise a toast
To wisdom the prophets and sniveling sophists overlooked
The dirty rainbow-colored coats
That sent your beloved once-removed cousin over the moon
Powers of speech, don’t fail me now
Bereft, I’m left to live without
The shades of earth that others use
To cover up the right to choose
And the devil’s losing ground
I feel him loosening power over me
Growing stronger everyday
It's a tragedy that’s played in two parts
Living, dying mother earth
Bringing forth, flowering, fading into nothing
Radiant beams of dawn
Rosy fingers stretching tighter round the neck of darkness
Ransom the captive heart
Serving its sentence in vain apprehension of an end
Oh Jehova, smoke and guns
Moon and stars forsook the sun
Hearken, Gabriel’s rusted horn
All ye soon to be unborn
All this innerwork’s wearing me out
The sinner talk coming about
Woe is me, Lord have mercy on us all
Locked behind the seven walls of self regard
And the devil’s losing now
I feel him loosening power over me
Growing stronger everyday
I
t's a tragedy that’s played in two parts
Act I: sell your soul to feel free
Act II: buy it back at an outrageous fee
Spend eternity waiting for an Act III that never comes
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Do You Still Have Some Fight In You
Been bout but one month
Dull dark and numb but
The beckon and follow
The beaten-down hollow
Feeling I’m feeling
I know you been feeling it too
Been bout but one month
Stared at despair but
The onward urging
Our past lives converging
In this one holy broken moment
You seize me, you breathe me
You vow to believe me
No matter what the hosts inside you
May try to get by you
And I know you know this isn’t gonna be easy
So do you still have some fight in you
Do you still have some fight in you
Do you still have some fight in you
Do you, do you
Do you still have some fight in you
Do you still have some fight in you
Do you, do you
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11. |
Something Younger
03:15
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Kyle Morgan Brooklyn, New York
Brooklyn-based singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Kyle Morgan grew up in central Pennsylvania, where he spent
countless Sunday mornings amidst the broken strains and coffee breath of his church congregation.
His new record, Younger at Most Everything, will be out on Team Love Records February 25, 2022. The first single, "Do You Still Have Some Fight In You" is available now.
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