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Uninspired
02:46
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Gone out to see
A tidal wave,
Drawn by the will
Of gravity.
Look how far you have roamed!
Youāre out there, darlinā,
Running with no clothes on!
Why donāt you just sleep on it and decide?
Well, I would, but if I did it would be uninspired.
Long after then,
You arrived
Drawn by the wind
On the rise.
Look how far you have roamed!
Youāre out there, darlinā,
Running with no clothes on!
Why donāt you just make up your goddamn mind?
Well, I would, but if I did it would be uninspired.
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Sunrise
03:00
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Stars align,
In love, we rhyme
Fireflies
And moonshine.
Like the nightās
Twinkling skies,
Youāre a sight
For sore eyes.
Sore eyes, sore eyes
At sunrise.
Life, alive,
In love, weāre high,
Like the tide
In moonlight.
Moonlight, moonlight
Until sunrise, sunriseā¦
Weāll be singing,
Dancing, drinking,
Tilā the darkness dies.
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Tried & True
02:57
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Tried, tried, tried and true:
Springtime crocus blooms
Purple and white and blue.
Tried, tried, tried and true:
Skinny dipping in June,
Dressed for a honeymoon.
But when the summerās never ending,
Tried and true will not feel good as new.
Tried, tried, tried and true:
Old man dreaming of youth,
Purple and white balloons.
But when the autumnās in a hurry,
Tried and true will not feel good as new.
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Today
01:57
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Today, today, today!
We need all the love
That our hearts will not offer
When weāre feeling too afraid,
Too afraid to settle down,
Too afraid to find the only
Way to roam is to
Hope you donāt notice
Where on Earth you started from,
Why on Earth you wish to go
On like before?
And when youāre dreaming, feeling high,
I would recommend:
Find a partner or find a friend.
Stick with her or him tilā the end.
Yesterday and tomorrow and
Today, today, today
Today, today, today!
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A happy child, a baby;
Though she smiles,
Eventually
Seasons change.
My angel!
From the cradle to the grave,
Hope youāll find a way.
A lovely bride, a lady;
Though she cries,
Internally,
Secret flames.
My angel!
From the cradle to the grave,
Hope youāll find a way.
Although I, lately,
Pass the time,
Eternity
Wonāt replace
My angel!
From the cradle to the grave,
Only echoes fade.
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A miracle of creation:
Love is what we make of it.
An infinite celebration,
Or a happy accident.
And by the time
I arrived,
You knewā¦
A miracle of rhythm.
Love is not an odyssey.
An infinite paroxysm,
Love is what is happening.
And by the time
I arrived
Youā¦
Knew Iām coming,
Blinded by the moon.
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Aiming High
02:01
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Aiming high,
Iām striving for perfection.
Aiming high,
Iām vying to attain
Everything I want
Everyone I name,
So I donāt have to be
I donāt have to be afraid.
Aiming high,
Iām vying for position.
Aiming high,
Iām dying just the same
All along Iāve been
Happier this way
So you donāt have to be
You donāt have to be afraid.
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Breathing Easy
02:29
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By the time the sun was shining
He was so relieved.
Breathing easy - easy -
He was whistling Dixie in the breeze.
By the time the doubts inside
Conspired to make him leave,
Breathing easy - easy -
Seemed to be incredibly naĆÆve.
By the time the nightfall fell,
He felt an eternity
Breathing easy - easy -
Would be wasted needlessly
Asleep, or fearing the worst,
For love has come,
Blindly and abrupt,
Shining like a diamond
In the sun, in the sun,
In the sun.
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The Mighty Kingdom
05:09
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Anchors aweigh,
Under the Milky
Face of the moon;
Guided by stars,
Porpoises, whales, and sharks.
Wind in my sails,
Whispering tall tales:
Alien islands,
Miles away,
Over the violent waves.
Anchors ashore,
Look! Over there yonder
Is a town
Guarded by wolves,
Lions, and cannibals.
Lo and behold, the mighty kingdom,
Land of the honeysuckle wine,
Was once upon a time abandoned;
Now, inside, only butterflies.
I entered the garden
Of scarlet chrysanthemums,
Opening wide -Ā
Hiding behind the old ivory throne
Was a wild, human child.
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Outer Space
01:40
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Standing on a watchmanās tower,
Iāll find a place
Over by the mountains yonder,
Weāll stay
Holding hands in love forever,
Iāll plow the grain,
Mama, can we live forever this way?
Staring at an ocean liner,
Iāll glide away,
Farther out than Carolina,
Or Spain,
Making plans to live forever,
In outer space,
Mama, can we see the future today?
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Assorted Orchids Lowell, Massachusetts
Assorted Orchids is the debut recording project of Massachusetts native T.McWilliams. Hypnotic night music made by fingerpicked acoustic guitar.
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