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Jarvage Vol. 1

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A-F-R-O POLO

"Use These Blues" feat. Eamon

LYRICS:

Alone 
Caught up in the mix of an unknown city 
Yet it all felt vaguely familiar 
As though he’d been there a past life, or in a dream 
He wanders aimless 

Set adrift from the bus stop 
Amongst traffic lights and cops 
The sound and lights hit his face like waves 
He remains unphased, navigating alleyways 
With a strange sense of recollection 
As he enters the great divide 
Between two scrapers of sky 
A cold wind rips through his clothin’ 
And brings a tear to his eye 
Frozen, he shivers from the bitter cold wind 
As he pulls his jacket tight and his hood low, 
Tugging at the drawstring 
He heads for the closest bar and takes a seat 
Orders up a cold one and somethin hot to eat 
He takes out a book of poems and begins to read 
But with his old eyes and with that dull light, 
it’s easier to look at that mirror and think 
A lone traveler, an artist 
Lookin’ for life, love and happiness 
In a glass half-full of hardship 
And with the words “love and loss” 
Inscribed inside his mind, he sighs deep 
Closin’ his eyes, all he really needs is sleep 

He awoke, noticing the chick on his left, two seats down 
Couldn’t be anymore’n 22 at a New York bar, no one around 
Somethin’ about the scene was so profound 
Yeah, he saw the beauty in the truly broke and low-down 
“Hello” he says, “what’s your story” 
The chick looked over and said 
“I was on my way to Burma-Shave, I just stopped to get some rest” 
Not wanting to test the patience of this girl he just met 
He looked back into the mirror, when she looked over and said, 
“You from around here?” 
“Naw, it’s my first day” the man replied 
“I just arrived on the greyhound and I’m only stayin’ one night” 
“Oh, that’s cool. You here for any particular reason?” 
“Not really, I just wanted get away- 
Change the scene, catch the breathing” 
“Yeah, I know the feelin’ 
When you just gotta do some soul-searchin’, it’s so urgent 
You gotta purge- search Earth for the worth in person 
I can assume, as you get older- it only worsens 
‘Cause every passing day, I feel the erosion from the whirlwind” 

Ya' know at first the man was taken back by that response 
He just couldn’t figure out why, 
It was kinda like this chick had read his mind 
It seemed apparent they shared some sort of other-worldly bond 
He couldn’t put his finger on 
Almost like they had met at one time 
And so he studied her every move, looks, dialect and attitude 
Kept asking her questions- grillin’ her, feelin’ her vibe and mood 
“Who are you? What’s your story? Where you from? What do you do?” 
“I’m a writer with a vision on a mission to find the truth” 
Replied the chick with perfect diction while she scribbled on a napkin 
The man was so distracted by everything that was happenin’ 
He didn’t catch the words, but when he looked he could see three 
‘Cept it was too dark in the room and far away for him to read 
She handed the man the pen, demandin’ the man’s attention- 
Said, “Nathan, I know you know me- and you know we’ll meet again” 
Like that the girl was gone, the man woke up, pen in his palms 
To his left; a napkin, he read it- 
"Love and loss" 

When you’re out on your own 
And you’re travelin’ a road 
And you’re never gonna stop 
Never gonna go home 
No home, not anymore 
You ain’t got nowhere to go 
You ain’t got no one to hold; 
Love and loss 

You look into a past 
That is shattered and cracked 
Scatterin’ years, laughs, 
Tears and fears and no cash 
Toe-back, shoe-lace ripped, 
Brain snapped at stem 
Flash back to the when; 
Love and loss 

Hold back, no, hold tight 
The slow draft, the cold night 
The show might not proceed 
Unknown flight- meet your needs 
The foresight cannot see 
The light at the end of the tunnel 
Troubled, under- 
Love and loss 

The lonely one, the only one 
Who seemed to hold and mend 
Was gone a long time ago 
I know, I can see you hold it in 
And now you’re wishing you could 
Befriend the breeze and the wind 
Man, you had that dream again; 
Love and loss

Step Two

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