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Empty the World
03:38
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Poetry means nothing to me
I just don’t see why it should mean anything
A poet, they might have something to say
But you’d have to be them to see it their way
Poetry, there’s nothing to see
Beyond a bunch of As, Bs, Cs, and Ds
And anything else to describe a line
They’re all just words from a high school mind
Oh poetry, must you speak symbolically,
In words that ring and rhyme,
Although they may never make a shred of sense?
Poetry means nothing to me
At least in the sense that it’s something to teach
I see students bend their ears to the sound
As if it were something to turn me around
Well I turn around and I turn around
It’s the same poem on the same grounds
You can’t make me see anything there
And you might as well stop trying to make me care
Oh poetry, enough of this formality!
Why can’t you sing in a key
That doesn’t pretend to be more than it means?
Once you get it in your head
That there’s something deeper to be read
Then you only see the things you want to see
And once you start to read it again, it goes
A, A, B, A, A, B, and then
You’re so disappointed when it doesn’t make you think
Poetry means nothing to me
Aside from the facts, like “this is verse three”
I may be in love with the sound
But it won’t be any different when I turn around
And I turn around and I turn around…
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A Passing Fancy
04:37
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Year of No Rain
05:03
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Brothers in the War
03:50
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Slowtrain
04:27
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Honey, Money, & Jewels
04:16
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Fall, fall, fall!
Honey, money & jewels could make you rich beyond compare
But they won’t buy you time
Honey, money & jewels gave you a seat way up the stairs
But now you wait in line
With the rest of us – and we’re so glad
That you could come today because
Everybody’s here to watch you
Fall, fall, fall!
The bees brought you honey, asking nothing in return
And you took it when you could
Knowing you’d been spoiled sweet
And that you did not deserve anything that good
But still you kicked the nest in half
You made them scatter, watched and laughed
You stood so tall, now you got a long way to
Fall, fall, fall!
Desiree, from a Hyde Park apartment
Now recently a refugee from a well-to-do family
You – with the bluest eyes, the brightest pearls,
The biggest lies that I ever heard!
At least you’ve got diamonds to wear
When you know deep down that you can’t go anywhere
Lock them away in a box labeled “handle with care”
But if your jewel box ends up on
The bedroom floor and you’re alone
It might be enough to make you trip and
Fall, fall, fall!
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Swimming to Cambodia
05:13
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Tears Keep Falling Out
02:31
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Cottage Grove
04:20
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Goodbye California
05:23
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Heave and ho, boys, let her go, boys
Watch the snow falling on Yosemite
I lived and learned there, I won’t return there
The poor John Milton has borne away to sea
So goodbye California
I feel like I haven’t known you long
But it’s not the same, the rain never came
Drove us apart, I don’t know who to blame
But what’s done is done and now I must be gone
Heave and ho, belles, let her go, belles
I saw the redwoods grow for centuries
I lived and learned there, but I won’t return there
The poor Jane Austen has sailed away to sea
So goodbye California
You’ll barely look the same when I come through
But you know I can’t stay, I can’t wait for that day
Let go of the wheel while you’re slipping away
You’ll be someone new, but I’ll be changing, too
Heave and ho, boys, let her go, boys
There’ll be no more trains in Dunsmuir anymore
I lived and learned there, but I won’t return there
The poor Jack London has sailed away from shore
Heave and ho, belles, let her go, belles
Life in the sunset, it came so easily
We lived and learned there, but we won’t return there
The poor Joan Didion has borne away to sea
Heave and ho, boys, let her go, boys
When you wake up, we’ll both know where I’ll be
We lived and learned there, but we won’t return there
The poor John Steinbeck has borne away to sea
Heave and ho, belles, let her go, belles
After all, you know what we’re leaving for
We live and learn, still, and we won’t return ‘til
This maiden voyage has swept upon the shore
This maiden voyage won’t sail away no more
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Cancer and Capricorn California
We're an indie rock project from San Francisco. Our biggest inspirations are 60s and 70s bands, though we try not to shut
ourselves off completely from modern trends.
Our fifth album, ORDINARY TIME, is now out! Feel free to listen to it here or on Spotify.
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