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I Was A Knife
03:23
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pretty like a gas slick on the tar
clumsy like I'm feeling through the dark
black like the dirt from which I came
too perilous a task to be tamed
I was a knife
by force was right
a heavy weight
an unforgiving gaze
make or break
you get what you take
with unnecessary venom of a snake
heavy leather cover of the night
a damning preoccupation with what's right
bootstraps and take it on the chin
such a pitiful way to begin
I was a knife
by force was right
a heavy weight
an unforgiving gaze
make or break
you get what you take
with unnecessary venom of a snake
like a blade, born to devastate
walk away, or let it make your grave
I was a knife
by force was right
a heavy weight
an unforgiving gaze
make or break
you get what you take
with unnecessary venom of a snake
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2. |
Roulette
02:51
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a golden ring, my everything
a funerary song to sing
I'd give to you
I'd give to you
a love forlorn, your burden borne
another dream undone and torn
I'd give to you
I'd give to you
but you can't collect
because you left me here bereft
a spectre, I'm a mess
as you go on
go on, forget
whiskey oak, a hanky soaked
with every tear that you provoked
I'd give to you
I'd give to you
a broken ring, a wicked song to sing
a noose too loose to do a thing
I'd give to you
I'd give to you
but you can't collect
because you left me here bereft
a spectre, I'm a mess
as you go on
go on, forget
a penny in a wishing well
a tired trope, a myth dispelled
another idea gone to hell
and endlessly compelled
never mind another line
through gritted teeth everything's fine
the only blood that spilled was mine
forever left behind
another night, another wasted time
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3. |
Sleepvvalk
03:53
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wandering through a crowd of strangers
and there you are
in a landscape both
immediate and far
overcome by seasick anticipation
is it real or just a figment of my imagination
I did not choose somnambulant life
and I lose with every morning light
I saw you there with flowers in your hair
do you dare come and see me here
wrong from right gets
confusing in the fading light
I've got no fight when I'm
daydreaming of the night
liminal spaces,pacing through the footstep traces
am I sound or is my reality breaking down
I did not choose somnambulant life
and I lose with every morning light
I saw you there with flowers in your hair
do you dare come and see me here
if you lose your way, remember what you came for
just a passing thought, or a creature that you care for
find me when you're low, collapsing on the dirt floor
disappear again but you would never close the door
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Spirit Hotel Salem, Massachusetts
Spirit Hotel is a musical project from songwriter/singer Leila May Hauck. All songs written in her current home of Salem,
MA, and recorded in her former home and forever favorite, Brooklyn, NY.
on Instagram @thee.spirit.hotel
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