work in progress but just needed to be done also

I Know How To Ask

collaboration w/ Will (@virginiapine) 
@bubbysoup on drums 
recorded live in holyoke, mass July 2022  
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i went to town in august
i found a horse's pelvis
i made it for my breakfast
i ate it in the forest

i went down south in april
i found the horse's stable
i thought i wasn't able
but then i made a table

and then i realized that all my friends are pelvis
and then i realized a horse comes from a pelvis
and when you close your eyes, the whole world is a pelvis

i saw a squirrel in late may
and to my dismay, 
it was nibbling on a pelvis of a horse who's name was elvis
the horse's name was elvis

and then i realized that all my friends are pelvis
and then i realized a horse comes from a pelvis
and when you close your eyes, the whole world is a pelvis

PELVIS

Tell me that you like me
and that you want to F me
Tell me everything I wanted to hear

But when I tried to make it happen
You left me like a paper napkin
crumbled and ready to disappear

You said that it would feel great
to take me on a hot date
put on my nice dress and shoes

But when I tried to make it happen
You left me like a paper napkin
crumbled and ready to disappear

Tempt you with my hot thighs
take you from the inside
whisper that you want me near

But when I tried to make it happen
You left me like a paper napkin
crumbled and ready to disappear

[interlude]

Your mother is obsessed with me
you say you've had a crush on me
in fact, it's been seven years!

But when I tried to make it happen
You left me like a paper napkin
crumbled and ready to disappear

I know I'm not the only one
I just want to have fun
Put on my nice dress and shoes

But when I tried to make it happen
You left me like a paper napkin
crumbled and ready to disappear

You fumbled a baddie,
I hope you're happy
maybe I'll see you next year?

And now our crush will never happen
I'll leave it like a paper napkin
crumbled and ready to disappear

Wishy Washy Man

Wrote this song about your dad
Limousine driver, he was all we had

Wrote this song for his friend
out in East Bend, Oregon

Met him with a sideways glance
Open arms he asked, "Do you wanna dance with

me? I'm sorry I cannot stay
Meg in Blue Hill needs my ride for the day."


Picking up where he left off
wiping windshields on the old blacktop


He learned to drive but not to fall
Complex equations
it's how we lose 'em all

Ice was thin, he was getting old
Penobscot Bay above
open arms below


Picking up where he left off
counting photos of the old blacktop


It's always December in my mind

Blue Hill

Firsts

Letting Go More

[the first song i wrote weehoo]

tall peach tree you put up your shoes for sale,
though you know how it hurts to walk barefoot through the snow
your father is lying right next to your suntanning mom
they seem to love each other but can't quite ever get along
he's drunk again so your brother hides away
sister come home from church it doesn't mean anything anyway

oh what it'd be like to be on that hill again with you

wild women, white linens on your bed
covered in dust and chocolate and all of my legs
get it together you've got a family here
meanwhile my mouth is drawing ever closer to your ear
she's watching as i try to shake you from my head

but oh what it'd be like to be on that hill again with you
but oh you don't need me now so i was never here

Tall Peach Tree

the greatest gift i ever gave you:
a pair of strings, two fingers to guide you

i've often found, rummaging through your things
these arms you have bound to never feel things

feel things
never feelings
can you feel this around your shoulder? what's it gonna take?

the greatest gift i ever showed you:
a needle and thread and how to hold you

i'll hold you
can i un-hold you too?
my, how holy you! (around my shoulder)
what's it gonna take?

you said "babe, it's the old me"
he said "babe, can i hold you?"

Babe!

Jody, whatcha doing to me?
call me outside just to ruin me
paddle slow just to show me
soft light, we go pick some cranberries

Caroline, don't let them take my brother from me
all he has is never room to breathe
what kind of rest do I really need?

cranberries
some summer feed

slow gently
on repeat
summer feed

cranberries 
all we need
gently

Cranberries

noon and the sun comes in sideways
winter surprise me
i must have been pining for three whole years

clay on straw-bale belly
big, beautiful belly
you were never pining me for those three years

but franklin
quick, turnaround those letters you send
i've thought of you as a friend

follow the tracks to the ocean
double cross over and toe spin
i must have been tracking those three whole years

but you don't want to go over
the ways you touched my shoulder
you were never tracking those three whole years

but franklin you know me better than i know myself
cedar and sand made into a house

oh franklin it's fun to dwell in the slog and the sun
but my singing for you it's time to end

but franklin
quick, turnaround those letters you send
i've thought of you as more than a friend

oh franklin it's fun to dwell in the slog and the sun
now it's time to move on to another town

Martha

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