how can this be 
you're standing right in front of me
arms bare
chest bare
rain falls into your hair

do we know what we're doing
is this a gentle rain or a 
storm a'brewing
do we care or
do we know how
far we can let this evening go?

I need you here with me 
for at least nine years more
so if that means 
that we should stop 
I can coax my 
shaky legs off the floor


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august 2016
for lna

Legs

Written by me, inspired the Great Molasses Flood of 1919.
From a lover to a lover. 
photo by Lucie McCormick



lyrics:
Smooth-- smooth like molasses
I waited for you
on Mass ave.
and I heard the news
the terrible news
that there was a spill
and in it, was you

Cruel-- cruel like molasses
I waited for you
on Mass ave.
but you never came
your legs were pulled under
and molasses it rained
molasses it thundered

There was a flood
thicker than your blood
it doesn't matter that you loved to swim
you were gone when it pulled you in

you never came 
your legs were pulled under
and molasses it rained
molasses it thundered
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january 2018

Molasses

lyrics:

would you take the wool
off of your eyes
I was falling for you
by a thread every time

the coffee, the beer, the smoke
your sheepskin rug a cloak

November always hits you 
like a train
my hands on your back
don't feel the same
you'd prefer to burrow in the snow
hibernating all alone

remember all the mornings
when we woke up intertwined?
legs on legs and arms on arms
you've heard it a hundred times

the coffee, the beer, the smoke
your sheepskin rug a cloak

November always hits you
like a train
my hands on your back 
don't feel the same
you'd prefer to burrow in the snow
hibernating all alone

xo
written November 2018 by Tess Burdick

Hibernating

singer/songwriter from Western MA, doin casual recordings in my living room

Tess B

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