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All This Noise
04:07
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I can’t find my way through all this noise
I can’t find my way through all this noise
Find my calm
Find my core
You are all
About control
I breathe in deep
In my head
But my lungs can’t draw a breath
I can’t find my way through all this noise
I can’t find my way through all this noise
Into the woods
Into the storm
That’s my brain
on overload
I’m awake
I’m asleep
I am lost
Within a dream
I can’t find my way through all this noise
I can’t find my way through all this noise
When I'm swinging arms and flailing
You’ll find me here
Eyes are flashing throwing lightning
And angry as a god
Scream to make a point
You're the water on the fire
Turn the ashes over
And I'm reduced to the glow you wanted
Playing catch
With my pride
While my fire’s
In your eyes
Stay my words
Stay my plans
Find the place where I am
I can’t find my way through all this noise
I can’t find my way through all this noise
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Chamade
05:13
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We can’t talk if we’re shouting
I don’t really understand
What you’re telling me you want
We can’t stand if we’re falling
I raise the defensive hand
Before we’re ever off the ground
Chorus
Time out please
My heart is beating candidly
Painful rhythm finding voice
Chamade, chamade
Cadence bleeds
Deep, raw, begging agony
Bell-like peal soul appeal
Chamade, chamade
V2
We can’t start if we’re stopping
Spinning wheels are grinding gears
And I can’t see through all the smoke
We can’t feel if we’re freezing
Friction ignites, sparking fights
Heated arguments for warmth
Chorus
So
Time out please
My heart is beating candidly
Painful rhythm finding voice
Chamade, chamade
Cadence bleeds
Deep, raw begging agony
Bell-like peal soul appeal
Chamade, chamade
Sound a trumpet blast
As I march up to the gate
Bring your white
And wrap it around me
I will hold fast
We can deliberate
Tell your drum line
To just slow down the pace
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I'm trying to define the sound of falling down
The sound of waiting... before the break
I'm trying an experiment and it's not going to be pretty
I think I see the ground
I think I see the sound
I'm trying an experiment and it's not going to be pretty
I think I see the ground
Do you want to see it too?
I think it's like the whip whistle of flying wires
I think it's Alice's fingers scraping the dirt down the rabbit hole
I think it's like a panicked scream caught in a dream
Oh jeeze
I'm trying to define the sound of falling down
The sound of waiting... before the break
(9.8 meters per second squared)
I think it's like the whip whistle of flying wires
I think it's Alice's fingers scraping the dirt down the rabbit hole
I think it's like a panicked scream caught in a dream
Oh jeeze
Down down down down down...
I'm trying to define the sound of falling down
The sound of waiting... before the break
This isn't going to pretty!
I think I see the ground
I think I see the sound
Do you want to see it too?
Do you want to see it too?
Step to the edge... I'll push you over
I'm trying to define the sound of falling down
The sound of waiting... before the break
I know, I know that it's futile
I'm trying to define... Oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh
I'm trying to define the sound of falling down
The sound of waiting... before the break
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Not Swearing
03:18
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Are you sure?
I don't remember
This contract
That you signed
I'm not swearing an oath to your memory
Wasn't me in my right mind
Lights burn through this night like a spyglass
Throw some water on it fast
I'm not swearing an oath to your memory
Wasn't me in my right mind
I'm not fooled by your mask of blind need
You knew exactly what you were doing
I don't see
My signature
Resting solid on
The dotted line
I'm not swearing an oath to your memory
Wasn't me in my right mind
Hot lights burn through this night like a heat lamp
Throw some water on it fast
I'm not swearing an oath to your memory
Wasn't me in my right mind
I'm not fooled by your mask of blind need
Are you pure?
That's a good one
Seraphim
You sure ain't
I'm not swearing an oath to your memory
Wasn't me in my right mind
Hot lights burn through this night like a heat lamp
Throw some water on it fast
I'm not swearing an oath to your memory
Wasn't me in my right mind
I'm not fooled by your mask of blind need
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Formular
04:46
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6. |
Waffles Over Pancakes
04:41
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I know you just home
You're still in your coat
You've barely gotten out
Of the flakes and the weather
I'm shutting off my filter
I want to tell you what I'm thinking
I want to tell you I like waffles more than pancakes
I want to tell you my nose it itching
I want to tell you everything
I guess I've got a lot to say
You were gone
I've bottled it up
And I've saved it all for you
I'm shutting off my filter
I want to tell you what I'm thinking
I want to tell that I binge-watched Frasier
I want to tell you that my evening's free
I want to tell you everything
Sorry
Not sorry
Grab a glass and sit down
Sorry
Not sorry
I'm not stopping 'til I've told you everything
I want to tell you what I'm thinking
I want to tell you that I beat my high score
I want to tell you what I've been reading
I want to tell you everything
I want to tell you what I'm thinking
I want to tell you that I missed you madly
I want to tell you what you've been missing
I want to tell you
I want to tell you everything
Everything... everything... everything... (etc)
I want to tell you everything
I want to tell you what I'm thinking
I want to tell you that I beat my high score
I want to tell you what I've been reading
I want to tell you everything
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7. |
Hold You Up
05:16
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I know
What's good for me
I sold
That part of me
I'm gonna ignore it
Rolling on with the chorus
Wait, wait, wait, wait please hold me up
I'll hold you up
Train tracks and such
Faint flake, fake feint. Raise your hands higher
Blue eyes and fire
Framed facts and ire
I throw
Treasure
Away
I'm sure
You'll walk away some day
I'm gonna ignore it
Rolling on with the chorus
Wait, wait, wait, wait please hold me up
I'll hold you up
Train tracks and such
Faint flake, fake feint. Raise your hands higher
Blue eyes and fire
Framed facts and ire
You want
What's best
For us
I destroyed
That part of us
I'm gonna ignore it
Rolling on with the chorus
Wait, wait, wait, wait please hold me up
I'll hold you up
Train tracks and such
Faint flake, fake feint. Raise your hands higher
Blue eyes and fire
Framed facts and ire
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8. |
Where Were You
03:26
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While you’re preferred
I need sleep
Pillows look deep enough to dive into
Your arms are curative
Tea
Benefits of frankness and so I’m wondering
So where were you when I needed you
An hour and forty-two minutes
Thirty-three seconds ago
Verbs to curbs and reverbs
Against the bricks
Holed up in my own imaginaivety
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"Why are you chaining this to my legs?" you cry
"Into the deep in these concrete shoes"
Throw you in? Sure
You can swim
You think it's your fate
It ain't no weight but your own
I think I'm gonna be my own life line
I think I'm gonna be my own life line
You think I'm severing your air supply
I think I'm gonna be my own life line
I try, you try, maybe not, but why?
I fly, you fall, blame me for not catching you
I'm offering my hand; your elbows are locked
Stretch out and reach, for God's sake
Fingers bent
Just un-clench your fist
You think it's your fate
It ain't no weight but your own
I think I'm gonna be my own life line
I think I'm gonna be my own life line
You think I'm severing your air supply
I think I'm gonna be my own life line
You're under the lie I was born from stars
You didn't see the ashes or the scars
Strong vellum
Frosted and thin
You think it's my fate
It ain't no weight but my own
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10. |
Oh Gretchen
05:19
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A little dusty
A little bruised
Hey Gretchen
Are you feeling used
Stuck in the dark
In the back room
Are you dreaming of new strings
A creaking key
And footsteps fall
You hear voices
From the hall
Used to silence
For so long
Were you hoping for music
Will they tear the house down around you
Will they leave you where they found you
To leave me dreaming without you
A shift in weight
And some relief
Into the truck
But carefully
Not forgotten
Not just a thing
Years since you’ve seen the sunlight
Will they tear the house down around you
Will they leave you where they found you
To leave me dreaming about you
Strip the lawyer
But keep the brain
And the hammers
Their still the same
There in the shop
You see her face
Are you ready
You are worth more
Than just your name
Mellow tone
Is bright again
And in the light
You will sustain
A lifetime of music
Are you ready... for fingers again?
Will they tear the house down around you
Will they leave you where they found you
To leave me dreaming about you
Oh Gretchen
Will they tear the house down around you
Will they leave you where they found you
To leave me dreaming without you
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Sarah Schonert Peoria, Illinois
Sarah Schonert is a Creative multi-instrumentalist & singer - writing, recording, and producing original pieces out of her
home studio in Peoria, IL.
Her style is rooted in classical piano, supported by electronic vsts, loopers, ambient washes, carefully crafted arps, and assorted instruments she has collected over the years.
She gigs w/ her versatile looper, stage piano, & vocal effect pedals.
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