Run to the Center

The cherry blossom start
A summer with all the bugs
We stumble out for air
Like we've never seen the world
The tags inside our collars
Cut them out for good
And wash them till they're soft

I can tell
You're gonna leave a mark on me
All as well
We're weaning off cetirizine

The skin we lost is settled
In corners we don't go
And growing like the guilt
Of never calling home

I can tell
You're gonna leave a mark on me
All as well
We're weaning off cetirizine
I can tell
You're in it till you can't be seen
For a while
And then we're trading allergies

Performed by Stray Fossa (W. Evans, N. Evans, Z. Blount)
Lyrics by Nicholas Warren Evans
Music by Nicholas Warren Evans and William J Evans

Produced by William Evans

Cover art by Melissa Santamaría

Blossomer

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Take time 
Don’t want to fight
But the words you said
Somewhat unfair 
And I don’t know how
You and me, my friend
Can start again
Can start again

Or that’s how
It always seemed
When the blood spilled out
One moment, the next
It would all cool down
You and me, my friend
Seemed always better
With than without

Drains fast
Rushing like water
Through your hands
Threatening to rip us off
From the banks
Where nothing grows
And all your faith
Is all that floats

Oh well
Nothing could stop us
From spilling out
All of our guts 
Into something now
You and me, my friend
We’ve had our go
You know?

And that’s alright
And that’s alright
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was
And always was

And that’s alright
And that’s alright
And always was
And that’s alright
And that’s alright
And always was
And that’s alright

Performed by Stray Fossa (W. Evans, N. Evans, Z. Blount)
Lyrics by William J Evans
Music by William J Evans and Nicholas Warren Evans

Produced and mixed by William Evans

Cover art by Melissa Santamaría

All Cools Down

We were turning into old
Versions of ourselves
If it were only up to me
I’d get used to no one else
We were walking out on ice
Anybody’s guess
Shot the coast in black and white
Know I said I meant to

Change the film
Nothing to show for
How you felt
Sun off your shoulder

Feeling like we’re seventeen
Back where we grew up
So imperfect, in between
Probably my fault
There are days that throw us off
Haven’t read all year
Hard to finish what we start
Been too close to see it clear

And I know what you would say
And I know what you would say

Change the film
Nothing to show for
How you felt
Sun off your shoulder

And I know what you would say
And I know what you would say

Performed by Stray Fossa (W. Evans, N. Evans, Z. Blount)
Lyrics by Nicholas Warren Evans
Music by Nicholas Warren Evans and William J Evans
Produced by William Evans
Cover art by Melissa Santamaría

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