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going home

by Katie Dill

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Letty 02:08
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the trees are falling down all over the broken ground and someone is bound, is bound to hear. the mothers with their sons or the fathers with their guns or the daughters sleeping through the year. the bark it likes to twist, tur- ning to Misses and Mister Lovely, who do not love eachother. and the leaves revealing faces who give kisses just in case this doesn't work out in their favor. well empty forests aren't so empty but the beds are when the boys leave; nothing can keep them in the tree. and the sky it is quite lengthy, reminding them that they're free. what is there left to do but leave? so he kept them, oh he kept them from leaving, and we wept them, oh, how we wept them for leaving.
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Sparrow 04:26
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Time crawls in through my basement, I'd let him in through the door, but I can't face him. he hangs around in my kitchen, drinkin' my whiskey and leavin' in the mornin'. we're all so occupied by nothin that we can live our lives and die missin' somethin' it's just the base of trees we're seein' we do not tilt our heads above to see the leaves to see the sky, to see the sky, we're given Time to see our lives, to see our lives. i'm tired of lookin' in the mirror and hatin' all the flaws that show up there and here. it's true old age is growing nearer, but i'm gonna love what isn't thin and my broken skin, cause it is mine, cause it is mine, we're given Time to love our lives, to love our lives. we're given Time we're given Time we're given Time to fill our lives, to fill our lives, to fill our lives, to fill our lives, to fill our lives...
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it's not what you are thinkin' it's worse, and i am stricken, i am it's not our bodies breakin', but our hearts, from foolish thinkin, mm.. and i don't want to hold on... and i don't want to go on....alone.... no one will ever be all you need, no one makes you complete, and no one should ever be your everything. we've got some holes to fill in, "but with what?", our hearts are askin, mm and it hurts to be decidin', but self-worth is not a heart to hide in, to hide in. and we can can hold on! and we can can go on, alone! cause no one could ever be all you need, no one makes you complete, and no one should ever be your everything! no one will ever be all you need, no one makes you complete, and no one should ever be your everything, your everything, your everything, your everything.
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Lady Elena 03:03
well, did you ever know Lady Elena? no, you didnt, but i bet you wish you had, huh? she was necessary as a dictionary, and she spoke so nicely. but she only looked pretty when she smiled, it brought out her big green eyes. so we all used to tell her little jokes, we were so lively. but hearts aren't made of skin, they still let every other substance in, and though hearts aren't made of bone, they can break just as easily when left alone, when left alone. oh, navy polkadotted dress in the front left window at Bette's Elena saved up and bought, the perfect fit, it was fate. but a funny thing happened that June at the first party she ever wore it to, we all jumped right in the backyard pool with our clothes on and she didn't even hesitate. and though hearts aren't made of skin they still let every other substance in, and though hearts aren't made of bone they can break just as easily when left alone when left alone, when left alone when left alone, when left alone when left alone.
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the summer wilderness is sun and berry blessed, a lively forest we call a home. my darling, Farahlee, you are a symphony, a brook so babbling, crystal in song. and our face's symmetry is bright with ecstasy, our lungs will barely breathe in lighter air. our hair a wild sea of brown and gold and green, our voices echoing so high and clear. mmm mmm mmm mm
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Oh, Maddy! 01:50
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A Love Song 03:29
there isn't much to Love; it's just a butterfly. there isn't much to Us, under this summer sky. we're just a pair of shoes hung on a wire in Rome, we're just the laundry room inside a mansion home. da da da da dum da dum... i cannot see your face, but it won't be my death, and all this dusty lace won't make me short of breath, cause i am yours till noon, and i am yours till night, and you won't lose me cause i'm out of sight. da da da da dum da dum...

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a few of the old songs i recorded in high school

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released October 21, 2011

album art: stephan doitschinoff www.stephandoit.com.br

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Katie Dill

Katie Dill is a musician and comedian living in Philadelphia, PA. Singer/songwriter from the band Mean Lady as well. email thekatiedill@gmail.com

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