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Out There
03:27
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Spitting on the green, where you been? You don’t care
Take a bit of feed, chew it up over there
Greasy at the seams, drooling stream, matted hair
Sleeping with the dogs in a ditch you don’t care
Softer with your dragging, something is out there
Softer with your whining something is out there
Kick another can spinning out down the ave
Drag another stick on the fence, you don’t have
Diamonds in your jeans or the sun on your back
Four silver coins and an ounce in your bag
Softer with your dragging something is out there
Softer with your whining something is out there
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Portland
03:01
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Soon I’ll get out of bed and soon I’ll go
Soon I’ll get out of bed and soon I’ll go
You’re carving out a path inside your mind
An architecture dream you waste the time
One day when it’s done you’ll just stay inside
It’s raining hard outside you close your eyes
Soon I’ll get out of bed and soon I’ll go
Soon I’ll get out of bed and soon I’ll go
You’re climbing up a wall inside your head
A man with hooks for hands he cuts the thread
You’re tumbling like a ragdoll in the dark
A body falling, flying meadowlark
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3. |
What's Eating You?
03:44
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Lay awake
Rats inside the walls
They scratch
to keep you up
Waiting for the sun
Birds they sing
Bringing in the dawn
They call
And then they're done
Waiting for the sun
Pipes they groan
Lurching in the night
You say
It's all alright
Waiting for the sun
Walls turn blue
Suddenly it's quiet
For you
You close your eyes
Waiting for the sun
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4. |
Kelly Green
03:30
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I know the stars, you know the way
I lost the keys but we're okay
And every time you came around there was a change
Colors dancing on the walls, we drift away
You're drawing pictures in my brain,
We're running circles in the rain
My spirit's clean
We paint the hallways green
We snuck some wine into the park
And joked around till it got dark
And when we saw the fireflies, I felt insane
Something that I couldn't say, a sacred place
You're drawing pictures in my brain,
We're running circles in the rain
My spirit's clean
We paint the hallways green
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5. |
Devil Stares
03:36
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Red curtain is torn
Blood drops dripping from a thorn
Two perfect white eyes
Watch you every single night
Devil stares at you there
White sheets in the wind
Stained red from anger felt within
He calls gently, eyes glow
From his mouth, a flower starts to grow
Devil stares at you there
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6. |
The Story
03:07
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Time trap we fly, blasting so high
Screaming we ride, so strong can’t die
Things change
Up on a mound, barking like hounds
Tumbling down, laughing I shout
Things change
It’s hard to figure out what it meant
A basement of dust where hours were spent
I’m wandering out in the snow
Things were fucked up but it didn’t show
Until way too late but that’s how it goes
And I hate myself for missing it.
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Chris Sunshine Brooklyn, New York
Chris Sunshine began at Oberlin College as a lo fi solo project. Since then, the project has followed Chris to a farm in upstate New York, through two row houses in northern Philadelphia to an apartment in Brooklyn. A rotating cast of characters have contributed to the project over the years, adding a fresh perspective to Chris’ eclectic songwriting. ... more
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