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Spring’s around the corner 
And she’s calling my name 
She’s drinking in the sunlight 
I’ll just stick to the shade 
Reflection in the water needs somebody to blame
Pollen on my fingers 
And I’m itching my nose 
Another cycle stuffs me up 
With something nobody knows 
But everybody ‘round me is allergic to home

A history of violence
Too big for my body
I’ll carry the weight like Atlas did 
A legacy of silence 
I will not go quietly
I’ll ferry across the river Styx 
Take the soul of my dead life 
Make Persephone my wife
So something could grow down here with this 
History of violence 
Too big for my body

Spring’s across the country 
But she’s calling my name 
She says “Are you in it for love, 
Or are you here for the fame?” 
“Don’t take too long to answer
Imma need one today” 
Sunburn from the moonlight
And it’s stinging my soul 
The constellations sing their stories out like nobody knows
Maybe if I join them, I’ll forget all my woes

A history of violence
Too big for my body
I’ll carry the weight like Atlas did 
A legacy of silence 
I will not go quietly, 
I’ll ferry across the river Styx 
Take the soul of my dead life 
Make Persephone my wife
So something could grow down here with this 
History of violence 
Too big for my body

Someone took my lemonade 
And spiked it with a little shame 
That I haven’t grown up at all 
Little talks and bigger games 
There’s nothing wrong, I wanna play 
But I can’t seem to catch my fall 
And I’ll save another bite for my last plate
So when I’m passing over
I can savor the taste of something I made
Something I made
And it won’t taste like

A history of violence
Too big for my body
I’ll carry the weight like Atlas did 
A legacy of silence 
I will not go quietly
 
A history of violence
Too big for my body
I’ll carry the weight like Atlas did 
A legacy of silence 
I will not go quietly
I’ll ferry across the river Styx 
Take the soul of my dead life 
Make Persephone my wife
So something could grow down here with this 
History of violence 
That doesn’t define me
History of violence 
That doesn’t define me
A history of violence

History Of Violence

From Asheville, NC, Mars Mignon has been molded by music his entire life. The songwriter has drawn comparisons to Jason Mraz, Ed Sheeran, and Noah Gundersen: an explosive performer with a clear pop sensibility in nature and energy, paired with introspective songs that range from joyous to gut-wrenching. Influences of blues, folk, and rock are seamlessly woven into his work, with a passionate voice to match it.