1. |
Little Birdy (Intro)
01:20
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Hey little birdy is it time to fly?
(whistles)
Hey little birdy should we wait awhile?
(whistles)
Hey little birdy is it time to fly?
Should we wait awhile?
Is it it time to fly?
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2. |
Round Up
03:58
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Wake up
Stare down at the concrete
Say goodbye to your mommy
And know that she watches you
From the window
Meet up
And commence gameplay
And is he running your way?
And if he is you better scatter or else
End every day covered in band-aids
Stinging and sated by the drying sun
Call it sure feet or “you cheat”
Or pick new playmates
Whatever you call it
You’ve still got to run
And Round up
Stories and stories
And ragged breath
Be proud of
Your hurt knees and quarries you found to rest
He was famous for the way he could hide
And take second place
She took so much flak for beating the guys
In the relay race
Ooh ooh
Floors three to five
Ooh ooh
Don’t you dare call time
Ooh ooh
Floors two to five
Ooh ooh
Don’t you dare call time
Just round up
Stories and stories
And ragged breath
Be proud of
Your hurt knees and quarries you found to rest
End every day covered in band-aids
Stinging and sated by the drying sun
Call it sure feet or “you cheat!”
Or pick new playmates
Whatever you call it
You’ve still got to run
And Round up
Stories and stories
And ragged breath
Be proud of
Your hurt knees and quarries you found to rest
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3. |
Where Do I Call Home?
03:12
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All over signs of gently drifting
Leftovers twice a day
Where are my eyes and why’re they brimming?
It’s wrong to feel this way
And how
Much is lost?
And how
Might I carry on anyway? (X2)
Where do I call home?
Where is my da da da da da (da)?
That broken nest, away I’ve flown
Is it my da da da da da da?
On the road like rolling thunder
Often I look back and wonder
Where do I call home?
Where is my da da da da da da?
Frost on the ground inside we’re seated
Eating our penance food
Tell us the news, tell us what freed it
That poison from cracks unsmoothed
And how
Much is lost?
And how
Might I carry on anyway? (X2)
Where do I call home?
Where is my da da da da da (da)?
That broken nest, away I’ve flown
Is it my da da da da da da?
On the road like rolling thunder
Often I look back and wonder
Where do I call home?
Where is my da da da da da da?
Da da da da da da
Guitar solo
Where do I call home?
Where is my da da da da da (da)?
That broken nest, away I’ve flown
Is it my da da da da da da?
On the road like rolling thunder
Often I look back and wonder
Where do I call home?
Where is my da da da da da da?
Da da da da da da
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4. |
Unknown Creature
02:19
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Hi, she said
Welcome to the world, beautiful boy
Fly, she told me
Go tell your sister that you’re not her toy
An amazing thing
An unknown creature
It knows how to sing
It’ll be your teacher
I’m sorry Mom, I know I can be distant
I’m learning too,
Just like you
Because you listened, now I am always listening
To the world
To pretty girls
I hear your voice
When I hear the words “home” or “safe” or “embrace”
My, what luck
To have all this love and to know where to place it
I love you Mom, I know I can be distant
I’m learning too,
Just like you
Because you listened, now I am always listening
To the world
To pretty girls
An amazing thing
An unknown creature
It knows how to sing
It’ll be your teacher
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Plywood made our house
Broken inside, never knew how
Just knew that I
Had love from all sides, love from all sides
Who left for the day?
Gave up the ghost?
Let themself fray?
Can’t make the most
Of this shit hole, of this shit hole
There’s only one hero, hero, hero
Who always knows just what to say
I feel so low so low so low
Is it my right to save the day?
Sure, I may be young
You may be old
I may be dumb
I am not sold
On this sheer cold, on this sheer cold
There’s only one hero, hero, hero
Who always knows just what to say
I feel so low so low so low
Where do I start when saving the day?
Can’t help imagine
You’re fallin, I’m flashin
Can’t help imagine
You’re fallin, I’m flashin
Who wants to save he who thinks he’s a savior? (x4)
There’s only one hero, hero, hero
Who always knows just what to say
I feel so low so low so low
Is it my right to save the day?
There’s only one hero, hero, hero
Who always knows just what to say
I feel so low so low so low
Where do I start when saving the day?
Maybe we’re all the heroes…
Maybe we’re all the heroes…
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Sometimes I need to be alone
Drinkin’ and thinkin’ how I can hone
Myself to better treat the world
But tonight I’m alone and still with my girl
The other day when I woke up
Say ten in the morning
Knew everything was right,
Checked my phone, played some J.Cole
She’s still out cold
Beamin’ in her sleep like a firefly on Dramamine
And they say romance is dead
But I’m not tryna let this get to my head
This fortune
This gorgeous face poking out
When she wakes we’re laughin about
Well nothing at all
Then silence
Stupid smiles and…
Just silence
Sometimes I need to be alone
Drinkin’ and thinkin’ how I can hone
Myself to better treat the world
But tonight I’m alone and still with my girl
wondering how i got this fly girl, to come up into my world
of drinkin and thinkin and livin lincoln to lincoln
dirty dishes in the kitchen dirty laundry everywhere
but she don’t care she’s on fire so we takin every stare/
as we walk through these city streets, she’s everything i couldn’t be
or wouldn’t be but it don’t really matter when she look at me
she’s smilin hard at the same world that i frown at
and yo i been around but i aint never been around that/
but she must be semi-mental to be getting sentimental
with somebody like me cuz yo its pretty much eventual
that i’ll let my insecurities ruin somethin so special
cuz I’m tryna own my feelings but i fear they may be rentals/
when the odds are up against you tell me how should you react
cuz i think i might be in love but i don’t know if love’s a fact
and I’m just tryna stay intact but some things are worth the risk
so tonight i’m with my girl and all the bullshit turned to bliss
Sometimes I need to be alone
Drinkin and drinkin and drinkin and drinkin and drinkin
Well maybe not that much
I don’t wanna give the impression I have a problem or something
Like that
Sometimes I need to be alone
Drinkin’ and thinkin’ how I can hone
Myself to better treat the world
But tonight I’m alone and still with my girl
I said tonight I’m alone and still with my girl
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Evan Crommett New York, New York
Hell's Kitchen based singer-songwriter, sound-tinkerer,
Always down to collab. Hit me up:
crommettevan@gmail.com
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