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Fast Radio Bursts
04:41
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City Light, Start light, satellite spinning round
I can hold you forever, but I can’t hold you down
Jupiter is shining, Saturn’s rings are dust
Loving you is simple, Loves a thief to trust, to trust
You Talk in code
But I can’t hear you, any more
Starry night, twilight, yellow spiral chills
You said you’d never leave me, but I know you will
Neptune is spinning, Venus flies alone
Your line is ringing on a drugstore paid cellphone, alone
It beeps in code
But I can’t hear you, any more
Streetlight, starlight, satellite shutting down
I can’t love you forever, but I can hold you down
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Private Cult
03:43
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I want to be all by myself
I want to live in my own private cult
Watch the TV
Eat some ice cream
Socks are holey and not matching
What does it mean?
I want to bleed out in the tub
Warm water thickens like its mud
Watch the dogs
Eat some ice cream
Faith is holy and not matching
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
I want to sleep out in the woods
I want to never be, misunderstood
Watch the wolves
Howl and dream
Stars are made up of everything
Watch the TV
Yell and scream
Anchors tell me nothing
Drink myself
To oblivion
Till I can’t feel a thing
What does it mean?
I want to be all by myself
I want to live in my own private cult
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Stardust
03:44
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Family Portrait
03:42
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My Dad always smoked
He lives alone, in hotel rooms
He never wanted us, He never wanted us
My Mother always drank
She lives alone, in romance books
She never wanted him, she never wanted him
When you look inside, you can see the light, in your eyes
When you look behind, there’s no one to follow, you home
My brother always cursed
He died alone, with his wife beside him
She never said goodby, she never said goodby
My sister always cries
She feels alone, though people love her
She sometimes tries to smile
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Eric Ott Dover, New Hampshire
Writing, Recording and Performing songs on the Seacoast for over 20 years. Nominated and Winner of several awards. A lover of pizza and songs of the 70's.
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I played drums and co-produced it.
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