I’d like to write my pretty little songs
And let me right my far too many wrongs
But that’s not right–
I can sing all day long 
But I can’t have a river to carry me as far as I want
Till I say stop and it lets me off

I’m a smooth, smooth, smooth talker
The same way I stay a cool, cool, cool sleepwalker 
I do a lot in my dreams
In the dawn and the eve of sleep
I do a lot in my dreams
In the dawn and the eve of sleep

And the mourning doves rise just in time
To remind me I still need to breathe

I’m harvesting the ripest fruit 
From the highest of the trees
And I’m harvesting you, love, 
Cup your hands around me 
Cause this is all new love, 
I’m only starting to be 
And I feel like a river suddenly borne from a stream
And I’m quickly reaching terrifying speeds

I’m a smooth, smooth, smooth talker
The same way I stay a cool, cool, cool sleepwalker 
I do a lot in my dreams
In the dawn and the eve of sleep
I do a lot in my dreams
In the dawn and the eve of sleep

And the mourning doves rise just in time
To remind me I still need to breathe

Ahhhh 

And the mourning doves rise just in time
To remind me I still need to breathe

LONG SONG DEMO PROJECT

mourning doves

in the night

rise and fall

over x3

over x3 [E]

out of sight out of mind

out of sight out of mind [E]

peace

almanac song

almanac song [E]

big songs! big words! big me! from Western MA and St Paul, MN

eva

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