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Round 32, Week 2

by Monday Morning 3AM Music Club

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We all came together in high school In that furniture town Trying to find a sound and ourselves along the way And though some of us came from the Other side of the tracks It never held us back Or changed what we had to play When we got out of school Started paying our dues It was time to hit the road And see if dreams come true Out on the road Into the cold We were young and running on nothing Searching for fame Day after day Finding our way We were trying to find something different But it’s all the same Well we ended up in LA In a one room shack But I moved back When the whole world began to quake Jonny stayed in a Malibu haze Trying to be a star Heard he lived in his car Til he found a hustle he could make We went our separate ways Navigating the maze Wondering who would find the end And leave the stars ablaze Out on the road Into the cold We were young and running on nothing Searching for fame Day after day Finding our way We were trying to find something different But it’s all the same Every now and then I drive by Our home town They shut the factories down And left the place to rot I still dream of the things And wonder what might have been Can’t go back to when So I do best with what I’ve got Out on the road Into the cold We were young and running on nothing Searching for fame Day after day Finding our way We were trying to find something different But it’s all the same
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because you were only here briefly because you were just passing through you never intended to unpack your bags but you offered to spit shine my shoes we shared beignets by the clock tower we swapped shadows by the light of the moon we forgot all about where we came from and the places we must return to we discovered a light in the darkness just as it was starting to rain you blushed at my butterfly kisses and sutured my bleeding refrains I might have known you were a figment you were a cartoon desert mirage the dream of some parking lot attendant fast asleep in his empty garage it’s still hidden after so many seasons it’s still not clear whodunnit or for what reason while Schrödinger's cat waits for someone to see him is he dead or alive? now I remember the shadows from the day when the moon blocked the sun crescents overlapped liked the scales of a snake and revealed how the spindle was spun now crossing my mind in three quarter time is a small family of deer graceful and slow, i watch them go leaving the meadow clear
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Shot out of cannons You’re a flame with no fire You’ve been rattling So long in your cage You got addicted to the Strains of your choir you’re just singing The notes on the page But don’t you know there’s More here than what meets your eyes When they’re closed so tight You put on your rage your perfect disguise you’ve gone blind in your own spotlight Buckshot scattered in space You don’t know the damage you’ve done Blind spots the gaps in your grace You can’t help but flash all your guns Next time, please aim before you shoot As fast as mercury The dash to the dial With a compass Whose true north is skewed There’s none so dangerous As a prophet of bile with a steel spine And tired platitudes But don’t you know there’s More here than what meets your eyes When they’re closed so tight You put on your rage your perfect disguise you’ve gone blind in your own spotlight Buckshot scattered in space You don’t know the damage you’ve done Blind spots the gaps in your grace You can’t help but flash all your guns Next time, please aim before you shoot
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Blackberry wine On the river Cymbaline Mist a lonely eye On the shores of our divide At the church of St Hillaire My Madonna hangs and cries In a flash of light You know that I just might Pour me a glass of Blackberry wine Underneath a scorching sky Wash away the why Where the Saints go hide to die Your portrait hangs just there Lord I love your sweet disguise I’m telling lies It comes as no surprise I need a glass of Blackberry wine Heady brew to greet the night Ease the daily fight Hide my view that wretched sight A halo round her hair Man I know that can’t be right Now say goodbye I’m passing time tonight With my last glass of Blackberry wine In smoky sweet we snuff the light
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Hard Choices Hard Choices yeah hard choices Every day you wake up There’s another hard choice Hard Choices Hard choices Holes in your pocket and everything gets lost I feel the dark clouds are in my head And the thunderstorm thats a threat Amid the chatter and noise thats ssid Much rather stay hone and lay in bed Hard Choices yeah Hard Choices Running from the enemy Running from regret Hard Choices yeah hard choices Hiding from the mailman And the internet I feel the dark clouds are in my head And the thunderstorm thats a threat Amid the chatter and noise thats ssid Much rather stay home and lay in bed
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See a man who’s needs, a little more to eat Bring him down a meal, with a big smile Sleeping on the street, is not supposed to be And we should not accept in silence Celebrate humanity Rise above the swirl  I’m just tryna change the world You can write a letter, You can take a stand You can spare a dollar, lend a helping hand Never take for granted, a sing minute or a day Never let them take your heart away
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v1: We've all been here before, on the corner Maybe Main Street, maybe not She struggled through, I tried to warn her But she gave me all she got v2: Got a friend who said he'd go back... ...in time to try to fix all his mistakes But we know that we can't do that Gotta move on, live with our fate ch: All at once, we watch the world turn We feel alive, but we can't be certain v3: The lights are blinding, but it's OK We just learn to shut it down Doesn't matter what you're friends say What goes around, it comes back down ch: All at once, we watch the world turn We feel alive, but we can't be certain v1.5: We've all been here before, on the corner Maybe Main Street, maybe not
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Momma’s got tears in her eyes Because her baby’s gone Momma it’s hard to see you cry But I won’t let you cry alone It’s been a long year, together we lost A brother and a son I wanna hear his belly laugh, too It’s okay to come undone It’s okay to come undone It’s okay to miss your cue I’m writin’ this song in a major key Even though I wanna cry, too Momma’s got tears in her eyes Because her baby’s gone Momma don’t like me to see her cry But it’s okay to come undone It’s okay to come undone Sometimes it’s hard to glue A broken heart back together But I’m old enough to help you through It’s okay to come undone It’s okay to miss your cue I’m writin’ this song in a major key Even though I wanna cry, too

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This week’s assignment comes from Jerry:

“A couple of my favorite songs (of mine) from last year were simple voice & guitar recordings on an iPhone, with minimal instrumentation (or harmonies) added after the fact. Inasmuch as you can do that, do that. Bonus points if we hear the washing machine in the background.”

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released May 10, 2021

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