That Broken Feeling

by Ara Duzian

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Take What's Here 04:43
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TAKE WHAT’S HERE I was once your child Then I became your heir I was once your brother Now you aren’t there Snow’s falling out there And my fears are denied I will be your partner And you will fuck me up I will be your husband And you will lock me up Night’s falling out there And my fears are denied My fears are denied Trains are going by And I turn my head Years are flying away And I still stand and wait Lake’s frozen out there And my fears are denied Oh yeah my fears are denied I have many reasons to run around I’ll always find the strength to hold my ground I won’t dream up any fantasy I take what’s here You were once my child One day you will be my heir You never had a brother And I hope you didn’t care The sun is shining out there And your fears aren’t denied The sun is shining out there Your fears aren’t denied You have many reasons to run around You’ll find the strength to hold your ground No need to dream up any fantasy Take what’s here.
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Every Single Day 05:15
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EVERY SINGLE DAY Like an old gambler I play in luck I win, I loose, I know how to track I've fallen in with a natural whim Every move I make is one with the scene But I'm the traitor of my own kind Feeding on my dreams every single night No fantasy will show me the light open up my eyes Living in our mighty jail Sucking on our ice cream hell Trouble is the price we all pay Every single day You think you're the captain of this ship You give, you take, but you mostly keep A winter storm will pull you down If you're still around Laying on your back in a foreclosed room Singing praise to free doom Living space just can't be bought Isn't that what you thought Living in our mighty jail Sucking on our ice cream hell Trouble is the price we all pay Every single day The country I come from is no where Words we speak spoils the air Naked truth just can't be bought Isn't that what you thought Boat people are drowning in our time We think we're strong but we fear our kind Building walls, for inbred minds Open up your eyes Living in our mighty jail Sucking on our ice cream hell Trouble is the price we all pay Every single day
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Brother Jack 03:49
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BROTHER JACK (FOLK POEM FROM TEXAS) Two drummers were seated In a grand hotel one day While dining they were chatting In a joking sort of way There came a pretty waitress To bring a tray of food They spoke to her familiarly In a manner that ‘ere rude At first she did not notice Or make a least reply But one remark was made to her Brought teardrops to here eye She turned on her tormentors Her cheeks were blushing red Approaching as a picture This is what she said My mother was a lady And this you will allow, You may have a sister Who needs protection now I come to this great city To find my brother dear You would never insult me sir If brother Jack was here My mother was a lady And this you will allow, You may have a sister Who needs protection now I come to this great city To find my brother dear You would never insult me sir If brother Jack was here
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Gladdest Thing 03:42
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GLADDEST THING (EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY - adapted from poems) I will be the gladdest thing under the sun I will be the gladdest thing under the sun Touch a hundred flowers and not pick one not pick one, not pick one I will look at cliffs and clouds with quiet eyes, with quiet eyes I will look at cliffs and clouds with quiet eyes Then watch the wind bow down the grass Then watch the wind bow down the grass Then watch the wind bow down the grass and the grass rise I will be the gladdest thing under the sun I will be the gladdest thing under the sun Touch a hundred flowers and not pick one not pick one, not pick one Build me a house on upland acres Sit in the valley white with mist I stand remembering the islands and the see’s lost sound And when lights begin to show And when lights begin to show Up from the town I’ll mark which one is mine oh and start down And when lights begin to show And when lights begin to show Up from the town I’ll mark which one is mine and start down I will be the gladest thing under the sun I will be the gladest thing under the sun Touch a hundred flowers and not pick one not pick one, not pick one
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Sort Things Out 04:18
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SORT THINGS OUT I am trying to do something I don't know what it is I am trying to get somewhere I don't know where it is I am not treating you poorly But that's the way it seems No We can't get together to sort things out I live in a tiny river That flows from east to west During the winter I shiver Do I remember the rest When you came up the stairs And told me to leave With words so ugly It was hard to believe No, we can't get together to sort things out There will always be an answer To the question you asked The answer is not in me And I won't be the last I care for my sanity And in yours I used to trust There is too much vanity Disguised in lust No we can't get together to sort things out I am trying to do something I don't know what it is I am trying to get somewhere I don't know where it is I am not treating you poorly But that's the way it seems No We can't get together and sort things out
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Lowly Laureate 04:20
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LOWLY LAUREATE (ROBERT SERVICE) O Sacred Muse, Oh please excuse! - My verse is vagrant singing; Rhyme I invoke for simple folk Of penny-wise upbringing: For Grannies grey to paste away Within an album cover; For girls in class to primly pass, And boys to linger over. I take the clay of every day And mould it in my fashion; I seek to trace the commonplace With humor and compassion. Of earth am I, and meekly try To be supremely human: To please, I plan, the little man, And win the little women. No evil theme shall daunt my dream Of fellow-love and pity; I tune my lute to prostitute, To priest I pipe my ditty. Through gutter-grime be in my rhyme, I bow to altars holy. . . . Lord, humble me, so I may be A Laureate of the Lowly.
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No One To Call 03:17
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NO ONE TO CALL I wasted time I wasted breath Sat around and held my head in desperation of my own doing I counted up and I counted down Counted again, you see, I found the answer was my own doing There’s no one out there to call There’s no one out there to call Time has come to face the song like every person I’ve done wrong That broken feeling in my heart Always something to regret Always someone to suspect That broken feeling in my heart There’s no one out there to call You’re not the one out there I call There’s no one out there to call You’re not the one out there I call We sat around the dinner table We sat and argued all night long Sat and waited for the savior We made it up to right the wrong We walked along the empty streets And called for the helping spirits And asked for the help we thought we merit There was no one out there to call There was no one out there to call You’re not the one out there I call There is no one out there to call
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A Story 03:48
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A STORY Everyone knows it's a story Bonnie and Clyde are phony Lighting your smile on Northwest Airlines Climbing your moonly air Everyone knows it's a story Maggie is lying to Rory Sophie Hunger driving longer in the night In moonly air Get me out of here Save me oh my dear I'm running out of time You'll make me cry If you try To reach me out and dare Everyone knows it's a story There's no glut on glory Everyone praises blossoms and mares Then tells you what went wrong Get me out of here Help me oh my dear I'm running out of time You'll make me cry If you try To reach me out and dare Write up a story and I'll lay it down Headlines in Morning Times Sleep on a sofa And dream about love Wake up for the baker's bun Every one knows it's a story Every one knows it's a story Every one knows it's a story
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The Storm 04:16
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THE STORM I thought that storm was brief,-- The maddest, quickest by; I thought that storm was brief,-- The maddest, quickest by; It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night, It blistered in my dream; It sickened fresh upon my sight With every morning's beam. I thought that storm was brief,-- The maddest, quickest by; But Nature lost the date of this, And left it in the sky. Nature lost the date of this, And left it in the sky. It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night, It blistered in my dream; It sickened fresh upon my sight With every morning's beam. I thought that storm was brief,-- The maddest, quickest by; But Nature lost the date of this, And left it in the sky.
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House Of The Rising Sun 06:12
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HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many a poor boy God I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gambling man Down in New Orleans Now the only things a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk Oh Mother tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your life in misery In the House of the Rising Sun Now I have one foot on the platform The other foot is on the train I'm going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain. There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one

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released June 18, 2019

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