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True Voyage
03:37
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I packed up my bags
I said my goodbyes
I packed up the van
And I started to drive
Through plains, and ozarks and farms
No you, you aren’t too far
I’ll knock on your door
Say hello with a kiss
You’ll spend a few days
In my new apartment
But I should get on the road
I’ll see you again, but now I must go
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Grab a can, or raise a glass
And drink until you’re on your ass
We’ve got a date with wanton merriment
A compound in the forest and some coffee to get us goin’
Y’all ain’t just the greatest, you’re the best
Well sing a song for kitten rooms and goats with awesome attitudes, when I return it will have been too long
But I’ll listen to this tune when I get to missin’ you
I’m just glad that y’all are on this fuckin song
Well grab a beer, and listen here
We’re polyamorous and queer
But that’s not the weirdest thing, you know
Oh, that might have to go
To the pyramid Bass Pro
(With unlimited ducks?)
(Okay, no one told me I've apparently been saying bass wrong my entire life)
Dogs for days and awesome gays
Wait, you’re not straight?
NO FUCKIN’ WAY
Who did you think was playing this here song?
No matter where we are, you know we ain’t too fuckin’ far
Yeah I’ll see you all again before too long
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Cuddletramp
03:18
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I awoke to the sound of singing birds
The doorway to the west, and to the east I wasn’t sure
While stopping for food, I had heard from you a request that I be where you were
I replied why of course, I’ll meet you there
I began on my way to Hickory
I drove right on through Boone, that first place we did meet
Surrounded by the smokies, big and blue and kind
I took my time in getting to your door
I was greeted with some love and then some more
(Chorus)
And as I laid my head upon your couch that very night
A smile crept across my face and I slept sound and tight
A hug a kiss a cuddle and some beer for you and me
It seems to me, with friends like these, it’s hard to not just fall in love with life
I awoke to the sight of wagging tails
An offer to see movie sets and hike some lovely trails
Ambition that is stronger than the aging of feet
We sat atop the highest county seat
No government could reach us at this peak
We began to share some stories between
A bottle and some pizza and a quaint community
Your head on my shoulder, my hair on your floor
A dress that I wore for a week
A kindness so brave and so sweet
(Chorus)
And as I laid my head upon your bed that very night
A smile crept across my face and I took such delight
In being oh to close to these friends I’ve grown to love
It seems to me, the sweetest things, they come from all the best folks in your life
(Chorus)
And as I bid adieu to this ramshackle crew
We traded some t-shirts and melodies too
I started to drive to that big blue ridge line
It seems to me, the greatest things, they’re worth the journey every single time
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Today a couple asked to take a picture of my face
In the van while waiting for the sun to go away
They asked if I need money, or some food, if I was safe
I replied to them, not I, and forgot to ask their names
I hope that the picture that they took turns out alright
And my countenance bequeathed brings them some kind of delight
For I don’t know who they are, and they do not know of me
But I know that I’ll live on, in the pictures that they keep
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5. |
What It's About
03:35
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Well I woke up to some breakfast food
Made by my friend named Bleu
I thanked them for their kindness and the spot where I stayed
And then I started headin on my way
Well I made my way to Lancaster
I saw April and Pebbles there
And that little dog Banjo, and their sweet lovely home
I can’t wait to come back for a show
Well I’d spend my time
Passing all those Amish horses by
And I’ll drive right in
To FDR skatepark with a grin
Well I saw the sunrise with Elaina
After a nighttime cube of games
New Jersey is strange but the bagels are great
Fuck Manhattan I’m headin upstate
Connecticut’s a wooded street
A suburb for that New York crete
But Blue Lane Frontier got providence near
To perfect wish the bars were serving beer
Well I took a dip
With a group of seals in the atlantic
As the rain came down
In Provincetown with rainbows all around
Well I walked up to
That ocean blue
Where the light house shows the shore
Well I made it to
That ocean blue
And I saw the islands fly
Well this is where I’m meant to be
A traveler from sea to sea
Every mile on the road brought me stories of old
And friends and family in between
Well I’ll see you all out there someday
No schedule, we can’t be late
Yeah we’ll dance and we’ll sing and we’ll talk till the sun
Rises up and warms up everyone
But I’ll say, goodbye
Just for now until it’s warm outside
Oh the spring will come
And then we’re gonna have some fuckin fun
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No Problem, Bird
01:45
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I left you with a kiss
And a hug against my chest
I left you with a smile
That refused to leave my face
A couple days of skating
And some smoke to ease the pain
Those evenings full of tenderness
And beautiful black lace
A shower with no soap
And a dinner made for three
Getting wrecked in smash
And enjoying getting beat
Impressive special interests
Wind flying up my dress
These past couple of days
Have outshined all the rest
The leaves began to change
As I passed the flowers by
With yellows, reds, and purples
And some blues to match your eyes
I’ll see you yet again
Sometime, somehow, somewhere
Just let me know where ya go
And I will meet you there
The leaves began to change
As I passed the flowers by
With yellow, reds, and purples
And some blues to match your eyes
I’ll see you yet again
Sometime, somehow, somewhere
Just let me know where ya go
And I will meet you there
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When I was a little kid they told me not to cry because babies are the only ones who do
Well now I’m 25 and I still cry all the time, guess I’m the biggest baby of them all
I’m just so exhausted, oh I’m so fucking tired of fending for myself all the time
Can’t even go a year without becoming houseless, but my dad says it don’t count cuz I got a van
oh yeah
Yeah I guess it could be worse, I could be fuckin dead, but that’s too low a bar if you ask me
At least the stranger on the train’s kind enough to yell out faggot as a warning ‘fore he tries to choke me out
At least I have the privilege of this trauma to unpack, Because lord knows I could use the character
So I guess I’ll just keep driving until Bertha kicks the bucket
And I can finally feel bad for myself
Well maybe I just shouldn’t listen to Baribou when I’m driving in the rain towards Morgantown
Or maybe I should keep doing the things that make me feel, so that anger isn’t the only thing I do
And I know that I’m weird, and it’s hard to explain, but I can’t afford to have a stranger say what’s wrong with me
So I’m sorry if I act like a little kid sometimes
cause if this is what adulthood is I want my fucking money back
I’ve got a receipt right here, it’s got a date and a time that tells me why I cry
And why I get the impulse to leave it all behind
And why I just can’t seem to fucking get it right
But I think it’s something more than the stars can define
So I’ll just say I’m Baby, and move on with my life
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Geriatric Corvid
03:04
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This one goes out to the Pat Benatar Dream
To throwing dice in the back of a speakeasy
To mines full of spirits that follow you out to the night
To bright red racecars and a surprising lack of utensils
I always appreciate your faces
Especially in the most unfamiliar of destinations
I’d like to go back and walk right into the dark
And maybe come out of some kind of other side
Would you try, would you try?
A bottle of whiskey, a side piece, a wonderful voice
Two cans of honey brown and a circus of freaks
It may not look like it but this street is rich
Oh my god what the fuck is up with David Lynch
You, you make me feel like I can drive forever
If my legs don’t give out, I’m not giving up
You just smile right back as I pass you that cup
And we drink, and we joke, and we laugh till we choke on the smoke
And I’ll make it a point to drive right back to Columbus
Yeah I’ll drive, yeah I’ll drive
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Return
02:42
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I knocked on your door
Said hello with a kiss
I held you so close
This human I’ve missed
And I’ll share what I’ve learned
For true voyage is return
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Hi we're a couple of queerdos that write songs that are punk and folk and everywhere in between. Fuzzed out violins, fast paced guitars, singing our hearts out. Learning to wield hope like a baseball bat <3
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