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Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
Isn't me, have a seed
Let me clip your dirty wings
Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself
Got some rope, haven't told
Promise you, have been true
Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like some food
She asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
Isn't me, have a seed
Let me clip your dirty wings
Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself
Got some rope, haven't told
Promise you, have been true
Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself
Polly said
Polly says her back hurts
She's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
Amazes me the will of instinct
Isn't me, have a seed
Let me clip your dirty wings
Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself
Got some rope, haven't told
Promise you, have been true
Let me take a ride, cut yourself
Want some help, please myself.

polly (nirvana)

Long afloat on shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
'Til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle
And you sang
Sail to me
Sail to me, let me enfold you
Here I am
Here I am
Waiting to hold you
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hared when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning
Broken lovelorn on your rocks
For you sing
Touch me not
Touch me not, come back tomorrow
Oh my heart, oh my heart
Shies from the sorrow
I'm as puzzled as the new born child
I'm as riddled as the tide
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Or should I lie with death, my bride?
Hear me sing
Swim to me
Swim to me, let me enfold you
Here I am
Here I am
Waiting to hold you

song to the siren (tim buckley).m4a

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice
Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of Your Highness, I'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice
She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice
Your advice
Your advice

heart shaped box (nirvana).m4a

The world was on fire, and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you
With you (this world is only gonna break your heart)
What a wicked game to play to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you
And I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you
The world was on fire, and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (this world is only gonna break your heart)
With you (this world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I (this world is only gonna break your heart)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)
Nobody loves no one

wicked game (chris isaak).m4a

i’d love to change the world (ten years after).m4a

the night before (the beatles).m4a

strawberry fields forever (the beatles).m4a

got you (the flys)

Stalemate
[A] Burn your bridge / [G] and scorch your earth
[D] I’ll build it back / [A] with joy and mirth
[A] Move your queen / [G] and take your place
[D] Now you’ve finally / [A] shown your face
[F] Castles fall, [G] the board’s reset
[F] Every move, [G] a new regret
[F] Check my heart, [G] it beats in vain
[F] Trade our pieces, [G] feel the same
[A] —— (hold, return to verse)
[A] Knight to night, [G] we lose the day
[D] All our colors [A] fade to gray
[A] No one wins and [G] none to blame—
[D] We call it love, [A] we call it game.
[F] Step away, the pieces sleep, [G] every vow a promise to keep.
[D] Time still hums where voices knew, [A] the line between me and you.
[A] Thirteen hundred miles away,
[G] You said “do it live, don’t just play.”
[D] I poured my heart through string and tune,
[A] But sound can’t cross the afternoon.
[F] Every note I send to you, [G] evaporates like morning dew.
[F] Distance laughs and clinks its glass, [G] to all the loves that couldn’t last.
[A] —— (hold before final verse)
[A] So here’s my toast to dreams half-true,
[G] This bittersweet Impossible.
[D] A taste of maybe, gone too soon,
[A] Still warm beneath a waning moon.
[F] Raise a cup to what won’t do, [G] drink to me —
[A] Impossible.

stalemate (original) (6str, plucking).m4a

Artist Statement — “Everest Phase”

Every song I make now is a step up the mountain.
It’s just me, my voice, and one instrument — the way it’s always been.
No loops, no layers, no pretending. Just breath and string.

I used to make music for whoever would listen, but now I make it for whoever hears.
There’s a difference. Hearing means showing up.
Hearing means letting silence work its way between the notes.

Some people call it lonely. I call it altitude.
The air gets thinner, the view gets clearer, the heart beats slower — but truer.

If you’re here, you’re part of that climb.
Not a fan, not an audience — a witness.
Each track is the sound of a person becoming honest with himself,
and finding out who stays to listen when the noise drops away.

strawberry fields forever (the beatles).m4a

Thomas Connelly