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River
04:52
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River
This is the only story where I know the end
I know the ladder I’ll climb and where I’ll jump the fence
I can’t locate the center anymore
So I traded the innocence I never had for yours
You’ll never know I’m here
You’ll never know I’m gone
I thought I’d give your life back just one more time
But now the distance down is all that’s left of mine
I will lie down, lie down, lie down with my bride
Where the blackest river water meets the tide
You’ll never know I’m here
You’ll never know I’m gone
I will lie down, lie down, lie down with my bride
I will lie down, lie down, lie down with my bride
Where the blackest river water meets the tide
I will lie down, lie down, lie down
You’ll never know I’m here
You’ll never know I’m gone
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Rolodex
03:45
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Rolodex
He wants something.
Just because he doesn’t understand doesn’t mean he doesn’t want it.
He wants that man who wakes up and wants to die everyday.
From his fingers to his toes
where the blood struggles to go
his yearning flows.
Clearly, McCleary’s in love.
He was strong,
but that was when
the site of him would loosen bowels.
Now his suit hangs like jowls.
It doesn’t mean he’s thrown in the towel.
Why won't he open up,
talk some shop.
Can he wait him out.
Did he hear him shout?
Come by next week; we can get a drink and talk about Cincinatti.
Turning, turning like his rolodex.
There’s a yearning, yearning
for the one who plays it close to the vest.
Ashes fall from his cigarette.
You notice the fingers, imagine the toes --
yellowed and hardened where the blood never goes
but the heart is still pumping.
There’s something it knows.
As the mind tries to maneuver
around the heart
there’s still the part
that wants to take him to Peter Lugers.
Clearly, McCleary’s in love.
If your mind tortures you
the way Joe’s tends to do
it’ll follow through to where the blood never goes.
You can look at the fingers and imagine the hidden toes
in your mouth.
Clearly, McCleary’s in love.
Letting the air out of his loneliness like releasing a prayer that will never be heard.
Turning, turning like his Rolodex.
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Lusterlit Brooklyn, New York
With their songs created for Bushwick Book Club, BBC founder, Susan Hwang and BBC contributor and producer, Charlie Nieland, have joined forces to perform as the new, literature-inspired duo—Lusterlit. Both vocalists and multi-instrumentalists, Charlie and Susan alternate lead vocals and harmonies while supporting each other on guitar, bass, synth, traditional Korean drum and accordion. ... more
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