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My Muse, My Muse
04:01
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I've been feeling so cold,
I think my window is broken,
But I haven't noticed,
No, I have felt no difference,
At all.
We've all been feeling so lonely,
And my dreams, my dreams, my dreams, won't let me sleep, peacefully,
But I think I felt this last year,
No, I'm positive I did.
My beds and lovers have changed,
But I have remained,
And time will pass, time will pass, time will pass,
But some things will never change.
My muse, my muse, my ghost, please let me be!
I'd love to stay with you, but it's not easy,
With all this moving around and on behind closed doors,
In different cities where the wind will calm your bones.
But we'll never change,
No, we'll stay the same,
And time will pass, time will pass, time will pass,
But I will never change.
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New Wave
03:36
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My baby left me on the side of the road,
She had to make a work of art,
My baby left me with sticks and stones,
For a girl and a gun.
She traded her colors for a life of black and white,
'Cause it's cheaper and easier to maintain,
But she's shakin', she's shakin', she's falling apart,
And she'll cut you, cut you, cut you without order!
My baby left me for the new wave,
My baby left me for the new way of making love.
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Stay With Me
05:26
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Oh babe,
I love the way you slide,
Stay with me,
Slide all the time, don't go,
I love the way you smile,
Stay with me,
Smile all the time, don't go,
I love the way you're mine,
Stay with me,
Hold me all the time.
You make it all so fine.
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Almost lost an eye looking out on the lake,
Almost lost an eye looking out on the lake,
And they don't take very kindly to strangers,
And they don't take very kindly to strangers.
But we'll find our way over,
And we'll hope that it's more,
Than some old sewage water,
On an old empty shore,
But maybe that's all there is.
Almost lost an arm trying to swim it,
Almost lost an arm trying to swim it,
And they don't take very kindly to strangers,
And they don't take very kindly to strangers.
But we'll find our way past them,
And we'll hope that there's more,
Than some old broken fences,
On an old empty shore,
But maybe that's all there is.
They don't take very kindly to strangers.
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Duckspeak Brooklyn, New York
Duckspeak is an NYC-based folk-rock band. Originally a solo project for singer-songwriter Giovanni Colantonio, they have since expanded out into a full 4-piece featuring Doug Linse (guitar), David Flamm (bass), and Greg Schulz (drums).
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Saved by the Storm
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Fantastic folk from NYC's Bird To Prey. Wonderful melodies over effectively simple compositions.
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The Words Come Slowly And With Great Difficulty
by Doug Linse
The best rock record you'll hear all year, from Boston's finest singer/songwriter, Doug Linse.
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Winter McQuinn mixes soft rock and psychedelic folk for a sound reminiscent of classic pop purveyors like Cut Worms and the Lemon Twigs.
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