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Bewitched 04:13
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Eleven 04:31
I see the jet planes passing through shapes in the clouds Scraping their wings on the roof of the world And leaving chalked lines Faster we rode to the store near the levee Rebels and artists and wannabe rockstars gathered 'round The screen showed us another world of space age madness How fun it would be if we were there Eleven down, none to go I hear the sound of a green and white pickup Lazyboy throne for the king of the world And a cup of coffee Safe among sweet oranges and TV reruns How fun it can be when we all smile Eleven down, none to go Innocent, I can be When I'm envisioning UFOs in the trees In a dream, I can see I was invisible like a mythical beast I see the signs of a trip to the city Brown slip-on dress shoes and a zodiac keychain tell a story The windows show us another world of lights and restaurants How fun it can be when we all smile Eleven down and none to go
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Sunday morning Church time yawning Restless back seat on the drive Kicked up red dust A gloved wave for us Tractor following behind Barns and meadows Oak tree shadows Homestead back porch beckons in Dark stained kisses Squeezing faces Masking all our bashful grins Addio.. Stovetop peeking A young boy sneaking Apron falls down to the floor Kitchen clatter Mealtime chatter Family wants for nothing more Addio.. Green shag forest Console chorus Patriarch begins to snore Sunday morning Coffee brewing Family wants for nothing more
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Light 03:16
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Equinox 03:49
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released October 11, 2013

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David Michael Catoire Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Simply, he found the woods too dark for thinking. And all the walls too high for hanging rope.
Pretend to fly, don't go outside, the creature's screaming.

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