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Come and see the dusty halls of Mrs. Still the doctor’s wife
In the everlasting tapestry, his thread removed so he could choose this life
With his mixtures he makes his mind too dark a place to live
All alone in his room
He paints the walls with what he wants, what she’ll do for him
Don’t you question my motives dear, I loved you more than I could stand
The pheromones will work again
Just bring me one more wolf and lamb
I know
I know
For good reason, he’ll find the fates and find a way to be free
With the echo, the ring in his mind “was this meant to be?”
To learn what was missed, he’ll again set the scene
Place the cats with the mice and the wolves with the sheep
Sharing a single pen, he writes it down they make amends
But just wait
Don’t you question my motives dear, I loved you more than I could stand
The pheromones will work again
Just bring me one more wolf and lamb
I know
I know
And it’s different, cuz now he has the time to sit all alone
In his office, on the oceanside that they once called their home
Those flowers they smelled when the chemicals rose
It infected their brains in ways no one could know
The experiment failed in a matter of time
I remember the day when she first said goodbye
Don’t you question my motives dear, I loved you more than I could stand
The pheromones will work again
Just bring me one more wolf and lamb
I know
I know
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Kashi The Deathless
03:38
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You better lock her up in a tower
Before the clock strikes twelve and she’s long gone.
Just take a pill, and threaten to kill
No I won’t be missing you my darkened heart
I used to be alone for hours
Back when I had everything I need
But now I’ve got a heart to show
It’s on my mind I’m on my knees
Love, til we die
May we always hold to life
And show it’s our time
Stay for today and tomorrow I’ll make you all mine
Boy take that key and keep it locked
Beneath that tree inside your box
And as you stand, the limbs will hold the hands
That’ll shovel up that soul you left to rot
Love, til we die
May we always hold to life
Show it’s our time
Stay for today and tomorrow I’ll make you all mine
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Letters From Emily
03:57
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You can say I got lost in the night on the way
When I came for an answer to pray
For the pain in my neck and my face
So I sat til the river dried up into grass til the green on the court came to match
No this wasn’t my legacy, or a blessing
What came to me like, a memory fixed in my mind
A color and length predefined
This treasured uncertainty, no longer mine
With all of my love seen,
And signed sincerely,
In these letters from Emily
I could see a remedy they called a dream
Hidden where no one could see, but never occurring to me
That I could have loved you right, and let you leave
With all of my love seen,
And signed sincerely,
In these letters from Emily
It’s a spark, from the death of an art, that would tear us apart
When i, i could have made you stay
With all of my love seen,
And signed sincerely,
In these letters from Emily
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Scream Louder
03:11
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You found him drunk and lying in the back of the car
It was a chance you were outside since you thought he had gone
The glass had fogged up
The doors are all locked
Into your heart
There's no erasing such a sight to be seen
You had torn out the picture, broke the frame that he made
The glass as it fell
Had a story to tell
Of love with a broken heart
Scream louder
You're deserving to yell
Scream louder you're deserving to yell
And I know that Monday back at school you'll have a story to tell
Cut legs with a shorts line is a vanity blow
So for now wrists will do for both the tell and the show
I'm never gonna want to see you again
The words you said with your lips but I really knew what you meant
Thought she needed you
Now it's proven true
Now that you're gone
Scream louder
You're deserving to yell
Scream louder you're deserving to yell
And I know that Monday back at school you'll have a story to tell
Cut legs with a shorts line is a vanity blow
So for now wrists will do for both the tell and the show
Keep your blood in your veins
Though it might quench your pain
Keep your blood in your veins
It will not do you well
They found him in the car
Though you had thought he'd won
No one was there to witness
A way for us to all prevent this
But now he's gone
Scream louder
You're deserving to yell
Scream louder you're deserving to yell
And I know that Monday back at school you'll have a story to tell
Cut legs with a shorts line is a vanity blow
So for now wrists will do for both the tell and the show
Keep your blood in your veins
Though it might quench your pain
Keep your blood in your veins
It will not do you well
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EmmyLynn
03:53
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Went off to college and met you in a week
I found myself inside your room
I know the feeling of a love that’s gone away
Glad my body found a home away from you
I try another and get inside your bed
A move by me that’s overdone
We’ll tell your father that we are only friends
But the bodies just don’t fit quite genuine
Oh EmmyLynn,
Why you on my dreams again
And why you knockin at my door,
EmmyLynn
Thought I’d feel better
I’ve been married for a week
Surprised my mind has thought of you
I guess the married can have their demons too
Glad my body found a home away from you
Oh EmmyLynn,
Why you on my dreams again
And why you knockin at my door,
EmmyLynn
I got your letter
And a call from a friend
Saying that he’s worried too
Thought I loved you but I had to get away
Glad my body found a home away from you
Oh EmmyLynn,
Why you on my dreams again
And why you knockin at my door,
EmmyLynn
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For The Weaver
03:42
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Now my child overcome anything, don’t you run
Through sirens call in the open sea
Pour out one for the weaver, and one for me
Now my child overseas, this prayer I hold to the ocean breeze
When landings change and the mountain steep
Pour out one for the weaver, and one for me
Now my child holding on, feeling shame for my passing on
To air and seas to the life I leave
Pour out one for the weaver, and one for me
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Conner Cherland Santa Barbara, California
It all started with a goal to become a good songwriter, which then became a terrible obsession, which later became something to enjoy. I hope you enjoy the first of (hopefully) many albums.
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