1. |
There is Still Hope
01:33
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2. |
Devil
03:16
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Take me back to nowhere
The stars were wondering awe
I didn't know nothing
Say Devil, Devil where are you now
Few things I can count on
Sure as the bars close
Legs on the chair skyward
and loneliness will be there when I get home
Day after day on my own
Saw your abandoned toothbrush
Behind the mirror I avoid
Reminded the night I held you
So Devil, Devil where are you now
Tied up my faults are made up
Hypnotize by beads on the glass
Who's accountable for the juke box
Where would I be without the salt
Day After day on my own
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3. |
Same Old Kid
04:06
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Here we are waiting
For parents to go to sleep
Get the night started
Steal spirits to escape
Buried a treasure
Back of stepdads old Ford truck
Held up a bottle baptized by a cab light
Romanticize the past
I'm the same old kid
Heavy eyes and a calloced heart
I'm the same old kid
Small room of a trailer
Here we are excited for it all
Talked about girls
Captivate a couple of chords
I don't know how to drink or be in love
Would've been miles to go see her
As we scurried up the hill it proved
Too much land to stumble through
Months before it all came crashing down
No preparation for innocents taken
Romanticize the past
I'm the same old kid
Heavy eyes and a calloced heart
I'm the same old kid
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4. |
Don't Tell Me
04:40
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I know that you claimed to miss me
But I've learned to let it go
I learned driving back from Stanford
With Buckley trying to hit his notes
There's a word we don't say
Don't Tell Me
Don't say those words
Don't Tell Me
I just assumed you disappeared
A routine as safe as any
Bad coffee to the morning light
Gotta get these feelings right
That picture unsympathetic time
Emotionally drained I leave
Don't Tell Me
Don't say those words
Don't Tell Me
I just assumed you disappeared
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5. |
Shotgun
02:48
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Everyone's asleep
I'm left here to prove myself awake
Out on a tiring feed
Flickering TV then to bed
I could be a shotgun
Heaven's no
I could be a shotgun
Heaven's no
Try to see my future self
People watching when I thought of you
An old box on the shelf
Random pieces trying to make them fit
I could be a shotgun
Heaven's no
I could be a shotgun
Heaven's no
How could all these years
Be shoved into one night
A bottlenecking future
With an ocean of a past
I could be a plane crash
Heaven's no
I could be a heartache
Heaven's no
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6. |
Burnin' For Years
04:16
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Dim light by a bed side
A book that's missing all along
Pages filled with stories
And pictures of Love
The only light you were given
An orange dot from the kitchen
Behind a wall of Smoke
And mutters of misfortune
Been Burnin' for Years
Been Burnin' for Years
Seeing his brother
Reminded of unspoken times
Walking home alone
Three miles in the snow
Make hime a stronger man
No just a drunk ass for a dad
Too much forgivable sin
Wrapped in American flag
To show any love again
One last cigarette
Lit the family tree on fire
Been Burnin' for years
Been burnin' for years
Been burnin' for years
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7. |
Soles
03:30
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Got your wedding cake
and royal occasion
Decadent stitch on the dress they made
I found out and now I see
Fatal tries become my age
Combing out all the knots in you stomach
Get your rock and you'll fit right in
It can sink you to the bottom of the ocean
Down where our memories lay
Slide your cold feet into your slippers
Soles worn thin, thick enough for thick skin
Emotions will take my health down
Some loves easier to give than receive
Say you love me but you know I can't reason
Feelin' lucky but you just can't win
I set out and now I see
Fatal tries become my age, fatal tries
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8. |
Magnetic Pulse
03:58
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Dream a setting sun
Waves crash on everyone again
Yeah you know, I don't care enough
Yeah you know, When I get all high
You're so sad you sulk
A time when we were young
Dance a scratched discman song
The awkward moves
Bring me closer to you
No walking straight
An adolescent rage
Your red lipstick falls
The wait a magnetic pulse again
Unfired clay, I sit and wait
Please play nice, I let you in
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9. |
Steal the Night
04:00
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There won't be an answer
Tear down toward your mistress
You won't live forever
Neglect will stick around for years
Steal the night
Kids by the window
They all wait for you there
A phone call never happens
Medals we adore
You won't be forgotten
Infidelity lost the war
Steal the night
Kids by the window
They all wait for you there
Take a ride
Late for your effort
We all wait for you there
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10. |
Marionette
03:36
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Given all you had to give
Alone with them
thoughts poisoned
A life with motion set
Choreographed Long ago
Avoid the consequence
Its easier as a marionette
Don't look back
Hangin' on
Cut the string
Let them go
Not what you had in mind
No expiration date to find
Underneath your breath
Sulfur cries hesitate
No matches here
Just pacifist lies
Words light with dynamite
Don't look back
Not your fault
Given up
Let them go
Marionette
Hanging on
Cut the string
And let them go
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Prussian Folklore Missoula, montana
Jesse Netzloff, former guitarist for Wartime Blues, debut solo album, ‘Soles’, reflects coming of age amidst the rise, fall, and sustain of a once-booming timber town under the rocky purple gaze of Ksanka Peak in NW MT. The beauty, wonder, struggle, community, mischief, and isolation (chosen or otherwise) of growing up in his hometown are expressed in the atmosphere that flows through his music. ... more
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Beautiful honest vocals over flowing atmospheric folk with just the right amount of country.
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