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by Wells-next-the-Sea

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you want it, alright you're busted, alright squeezing the last juice out of life changing the tides we want something else we're changing ourselves loosening all of our heart strings changing our scenery changing what’s in front of me no, you don't want to regret your life don't you know you can't live it twice? no, you don't want to regret your life why you sneaking around waiting for someone, somewhere, something to go down? you lead up, alright said fuck it, alright you’re ready to lose it once or twice looking for a fight we want them to try to get loose and fly scraping away the pains and stains exposing the remains of a life that’s passed them by no, you don't want to regret your life don't you know you can't live it twice? no, you don't want to regret your life why you sneaking around waiting for someone, somewhere, something to go down? come with me over the line you have time to change your mind
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you follow me around like a bouncing ball bouncing ball only moving down my hill all the time all the time i'm running away but you're right behind right behind see now how you fly on by fly on by fly on by i see you in the blink of eyes right behind right behind something that you do to me i cannot see i cannot see swerving in the center line right on time right on time see now how you fly on by fly on by fly on by
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but winter's cold on your call wind that is bound to break us all the snow is soft but it's cold it doesn't warm me at all something's wrong i can feel the air move around the corner and slide in through the cracks in the windows i think your phone is out of order or maybe i'm on the wrong line don't want to spend time with the coroner living hard on the wrong dime something's wrong i can feel the air move around the corner and slide in through the cracks in the windows
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an autumn morn i'm just a sad buck in the wood tangled so deep droplets from the watery sky leak and bathe my coat of sheen wilten and want for eve how shall i go? night's molten globe spills from the dark i'm ripped and torn i hide my lethargy from the great, golden guide friend and foe i'll spell my tale my spidery tale of running of burdens so great this bony crown's fate see me running a fierce display i will not chase you anymore insides are rot your pointed digs swipe through my coat so thin from battles wilten and want i'll spell you my tale my spidery tale of moving on i keep the pace this thoroughbred races tell my weary tale this spidery tale move you along i'm bloody and worn my hooves carry on i run and i run i run and i run not to you i run and i run i run and i run so through you i run and i run i run and i run so through with you
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i started to wonder if there was anyone who'd slow me down with lightning and thunder i crashed through; all the trees lay on the ground with a swift swinging blow of my sword of raging fire from below i toppled all the bricks and mortar that the townspeople had worked so hard to put together again if i am a giant in real life will i be a giant when i'm dead? i wrote you a poem containing all the similes that i could write soft as a feather, i spoke them to your ear throughout the night and for all my pining ramblings i managed to say some things you sort of liked and i'm not one for taking chances but i figured that sometimes the chance will never come again if i am a lover in real life will i be a lover when i'm dead?
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i didn’t realize when you called that you called to say you were in trouble and i didn't know what to say so i wasn’t gonna say a thing we can carry no regret we'll pick you up from where you left off connection like a language not forgotten a million ways to say... i hope you understood what i said when i said that you can do better and i will always be on your side even if i say the wrong thing we can carry no regret we'll pick you up from where you left off connection like a language not forgotten a million ways to say... we will call it loyalty when we toast we can make that toast and drink to our honor and i will hold out hope for you i never say a thing we can carry no regret we can carry no regret we can carry no regret we can carry no regret connection like a language not forgotten a million ways to say...
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we've been cursed by animals we've been sick from long ago we are lost from twenty-one they'll take us, they'll take us where's my hide? where's my fire? where's my hide? where's my fire? where's my hide? where's my fire? suffer losses far and wide raze the trees and chloroplasts we have homes so air-tight they'll hate us, they'll hate us where's my hide? where's my fire? where's my hide? where's my fire? where's my hide? where's my fire?
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sense her stumbling on stones ripe with moss, you stare eyes surrender faltered step far beyond safety net she's absorbed slinking slowly, far below thee, lull. parts of pieces of what was once stitched through her side crumple softly swarming fishes meet palms, tender toes screaming by slinking slowly, far be-low thee slips her hand she's melting from reach oh, to never more, my salty deep darling seaweed tentacles tangle the silk of her hair watery bird's nest rocks and ridges of buried sharp secrets, her home slinking slowly, far below thee slipped her hand she melted from reach it never ends, my rotting bright darling why have you gone, my moldy sweet darling? you'll always be my salty deep darling bones to age'd fossils rest the sea floor more sacred relic, i may ply your dark blue forever
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you came to me with a bird in hand without a sun and sky to guide him home i said to you "i made the earth, surely i can make the sky for his flight" one sky so blue, i made the moon control the tides, splash sea to land on me we can pull the heavens apart to find our sun we can ache for early morn with everyone we will take the atoms and press them together with our hands we will form the fire into a sphere to light the lands
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pictures of love fill pitchers with love winters at home and summers in rome my magic art is my fragile heart ooh i don't think it's been told i don't want you to grow old it's your word that you will follow me through the halls before they've fallen to fools and all the columnist writers have not a clue about you wander the streets, with wandering feet your morning psalm is my mourning song locking the latch and striking the match ooh i don't think it's been told i don't want you to grow old it's your word that you will follow me through the halls before they've fallen to fools and all the columnist writers have not a clue about you who flies with all the aggregate scraping the sky and tears the clouds to rain on the fires of all the underbrush striving for life and light just like you

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released November 23, 2010

Wells-next-the-Sea is

Mike Medina- drums, tambourine, sleigh bells

Dann Morr- vocals, bass, baritone, acoustic and electric guitars, piano, organ, glockenspiel, mandolin, melodica

Philip Robbins- vocals, electric, acoustic and classical guitars, glockenspiel, miscellaneous noise-making

Sarah J Wille- vocals, fiddle, electric piano

All songs written by Philip Robbins except:
1 by Dann Morr and Philip Robbins
5 & 9 by Dann Morr and Sarah J Wille
7 by Dann Morr and Jaime Vazquez
published by Wanna Ride Bikes? ASCAP 2010

c and p Squirrel Trap Records
Produced by Brian Royer

Artwork by Sara Millsap

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Americana for the perennially bummed.

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