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Mythology
03:11
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Your daddy loved your mama more than man has ever loved
Taught your siblings how to wayfare, taught his youngest to be tough
And lined up by Lake Michigan, in matching sweaters, wearing thin
Everything was perfect, and you always had enough
And when enough no longer was, you struck out on your own
You found fire in the wilderness, and water from a stone
But your mind was always vigilant, your heart was always dissonant,
And everything was perfect, or so you always told
Now you can't back down from this life you built
All the reckoning between gut and guilt
All the scaffolding, nothing more than quilts
Under Great Lake ice where your earth still tilts
Your daddy was Odysseus, your mama, fair Penelope
But the heart remembers Helen in the lonely nights out on the sea
So now you know the secret, that to love means stages of regret
And everything is perfect
And you, you are enough
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Apartment 801
03:23
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The ceiling has its stains, and the couch has seen a lively past
Watching like it always has, moved from place to place
There's nothing here to eat but Airborne and Emergen-C
I use rabbit ears on my TV, for PBS, and NBC
But I set things up the way I thought that you might like it
All my furniture's meticulously placed
I can't control my thermostat, too hot or cold, and who needs that
But I think we'll be just warm enough when you come to stay
I'm confused by love, wondrous in the morning light
When you search me with wide open eyes
You'll be here in a week
But sometimes I regress, and I think I'm damned, I'm scared you'll leave
When you find out the rest of me, on VH1, or MTV
See, I am still so reckless, like the time I broke that necklace
That she gave me in a letter just before she went to Greece
Still so many pictures, every now and then I miss her
But maybe that's the consequence of dreaming for the sea
The oven's way too small, but that's okay, 'cause I don't bake
There's nothing to eat anyway, and nothing on the walls
You'll be here in a week, and I'll pick you up and drive you home
I love it when we're almost home, and you're dancing, riding next to me
Alas, alas, there's nothing here until you're here beside me
And I won't fear the noises of my kitchen in the night
I hope you like the traffic cone I stole from that convenience store
I hope you like the parts of me I find to hard to fight
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Saturday
03:03
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You grit your teeth against forever,
Opening your eyes to contemplate these clouds
And in your shadow, I feel wise
Hanging on your words, holding me together
Ripe rain covering skin,
And how I never found the words to say
When all is pushed aside,
It's been a long, long Saturday
You can't depend upon the weather
To sort out the lies you've called so close to home
And squinting, you'll take no advice
Just your stubborn stance
Oh, how you might have grown!
Ripe rain covering skin,
And how I never found the words to say
When all is pushed aside,
It's been a long, long Saturday
Turns out these things I've placed on you
All these qualities, quantities, quandaries
Aren't just yours to bear
But I was unaware
That ripe rain covering skin
Shows how I never found the words to say
When all is pushed aside,
These attributes are mine
It's been a long, long Saturday
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I Am The Moon
03:52
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(instrumental)
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Living On The Line
03:02
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Well I've been traveling this old road
For so many years, it seems a life ago
You'd meet me in the back stairwell
In your grace, the words would fall like rain
Upon a candle flame, whoa oh
If I moved to the city lights
Oil company wouldn't own my life
And I could start to write again
I've looked for you so many times, my friend
In all the wrong dead ends, my my
She don't understand why my eyes
Seem somewhere else when I'm tying down the mast, tonight
And I just want to walk in her stride
Can't help but feel we're living on the line
The wise one said the bullfrog croaked
To the little frogs to come on over
Cross the pond, it was too deep,
To put their toes in, take that leap,
And so he said to go, to go around
It's an age old tale of sink or swell
And so we tell and try to tell it well,
If things don't go the way you want
Forget the depths, take a jaunt
Journey down the path that no one's found
But she don't understand why my eyes
Seem somewhere else when I'm tying down the mast, tonight
And I just want to walk in her stride
Can't help but feel we're living on the line
She don't understand why my eyes
Seem somewhere else when I'm tying down the mast, tonight
And I just want to walk in her stride
Can't help but feel we're living on
Help but feel we're living on
The line between this old love of mine
And a wisened hand that beckons from the other side
So do I stay with my past in sight?
Or seek the path that no one's ever tried?
There's so much on the line
There's so much on the line
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Names And Faces
03:29
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There was a girl
All she ever wanted was to bring them all together
All these people tied, tethered to the world
They called it unrealistic,
So she called them pessimistic with her fists out
Missing the point
All her friends were vandals for a peaceful sort of scandal
Crack a smile so you can handle chapter two
It's called the revolution and it's in its final stages
All we need now is for everything to come unglued
In her dreams she saw God in all the faces
And she trembled 'cause she was never any good at remembering names
Oh, she tried so hard, to try so hard to follow
But the silence of prayer was a language she couldn't relay
She met a man, he told her to let go
She was a petal drifting helpless to fountain flow
She held a hand, softer than her own
She left her callouses behind and moved ahead
On to the homestead, family helped her forget
That she had a dream, she had a goal
But it just felt so comfortable to stay
Where everybody already knew,
I said they already knew what she had to say
In her dreams she saw God in all the faces
And she trembled 'cause she was never any good at remembering names
Oh, she tried so hard, to try so hard to follow
But the silence of prayer was a language she couldn't relay
And in her dreams, God's hands would gently lift her, just to say
This is my daughter, with whom I am not always well pleased
But I love her - and I love you all the same
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Leave The Light On
04:51
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She says I think you're running
Oh, my child what are you running from?
I didn't tell, and I am still not sure that I can say
But it breaks a mother's heart
To see a child who seems so competent
At everything but finding strength to hold a love and stay
Leave the light on
Leave the light on
She is pleading down the phone now
When you will rest your heels?
I am growing ever older and I worry
And I may not ever give her, not a damn thing that is real
But it breaks my heart to leave behind the hurry
Keep the light on
Keep the light on
I am getting good at dreaming, vivid scenes that I incite
So I'm stitching up your parachute most every night
Or I'm calling back to tell you I was wrong and now I know
But instead of moving sideways I will pack my bags and go
Where the light is always on
Streaming through my every window pane
Though all the blinds are drawn
Coast to canyon I will stray
But this time I'll swear to every god I know
To try like hell to stay
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Finding Orion
03:51
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Still is the night once more
That I can't stop moving must be metaphor
Far to my right, such noise
The Seven Sisters lament with one voice
So I have come to know me
And shed foolish notions that nothing is free
Olivia cries when her father leaves
I map out the heavens, and try not to breathe
And each night I slumber with hard work behind
This sweat and this toil I hoped I would find
The Seven Sisters come willing and true
Finding Orion proves harder to do
Once I was young and strong
Once I was quicker to love and to long
Was I so rash? Was I so wrong?
When did my laugh turn to hesitant song
Each night I slumber with hard work behind
This sweat and this toil I hoped I would find
The Seven Sisters come willing and true
Finding Orion proves harder to do
I know it's selfish to wonder what's mine
Orion travels in Orion's time
So many stars pass just out of my view
Finding a balance proves hardest to do
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Bishop
03:56
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(instrumental)
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After Or Before
04:52
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Oh Life, why must you grasp?
Each loss less than the last
Each invitation, long since past
Each truth, as sharp as glass
Oh Love, what is to gain?
What coda, or refrain?
So many pathways in one brain
Such overgrown terrain
And I'm happy, after all,
Neither regret the large, nor small
The choices that I hardly saw
Am I marrow, or the maw?
Oh Time, what have you known?
What mystics wept alone?
What suns have bleached what brittle bones
To return to sand, and stone
I guess life is for the sure
Those arrogant enough to dream a cure
To temper what they saw was pure
Am I less, or am I more?
Am I after, or before?
Am I wave? Or am I shore?
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Britt Kusserow Los Angeles, California
Britt Kusserow is a queer singer/songwriter who has lived in too many places. Her latest album, “After Or Before,” is a collection of new songs as well as older songs, reimagined. Britt's lyrics frequently explore existential and spiritual themes, and they are influenced by artists like The Indigo Girls, The Weepies, and Tracy Chapman. ... more
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