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Yart Sale EP

by Katie Dill

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The Letty Song (free) 02:07
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Headlights (free) 04:30
dear god, dear god, believe me now, this isn't how things looked one min, one minute before now, but i did all that i could to turn, to turn out of the way of trouble's ugly grasp, but to my surprised and widened eyes, we spun like pin balls on the glass. one March, my brother placed the ball five times before it didn't fall atop the tee he'd set for me, and i swung. one warm and stormy day i knew, the tallest trees in wind all blew, the clouds rolled out on evening's brow, lightning stung. we've sat, we've sat on grassy hills like this before, you and i, but mud and blood have never felt so cold as now i die. oh love, oh love sing with me now before my breath runs out. take one last good look at me now before our headlights fade out. one March, my brother placed the ball five times before it didn't fall atop the tee he'd set for me and i swung. one warm and stormy day i knew the tallest trees in wind all blew, the clouds rolled out on evening's brow, lightning stung. i've tied so many laces i've run so many races i've been so many places is this really the last? i've said so many graces i've left so many spaces i've seen so many faces is yours really the last? it all happened so fast it all happened so fast it all happened so fast it all happened so it all happened so fast it all happened so fast it all happened so fast it all happened so fast.
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well if i were a dictator and i had my birthday party catered i'd hire a long queue of waiters to offer me strawberry milkshake after strawberry milkshake, and if i could pilot an airplane, i'd fly it over oceans and back again and i'd park it in my front yard so as to have an escape, in case of an earthquake, in case of an earthquake, and if i were a tree, i'd be the tallest tree that i could be, but not so tall that children's noses would bleed if they climbed me, and if i were a mountain, i'd be a hollow mountain you could run about in, you could let out a "hello!" and hear the echo, echo, echo... and if you're asking me "Katie, how many buildings have you built lately?" well the answer is "none, but i've sure had some fun, i've sure had some fun." and if you're asking yourself maybe you wanna join me in all things crazy, well climb aboard, son, cause there's still room for one, there's still room for one. and if i were a tree i'd be the tallest tree that i could be, but not so tall that children's noses would bleed if they climbed me, and if i were a mountain i'd be a hollow mountain you could run about in. you could let out a "hello!" and hear the echo, echo, echo...
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you look so weary from a distance you breathe out old age behind your eyes there's a shadow darkenin' your face why are you crying like a desert? why are you bleeding like a stone? when will you find that even sad things are better when you're not so alone? what could my mouth say to you to change your mind? and if my lips explored you what would they find? am i just crazy or are you petrified, dear by the sight of my skin? what happened to the days we used to tell each other what we were thinkin'? it's been a winter since i've had a sunburn it's been an autumn too it's been a summer since i've had a lover oh i almost had you what could my mouth say to you to change your mind? oh if my lips explored you what would they find? what could my mouth say to you to change your mind? oh if my lips explored you what would they find? what would they find? what would they find?
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darkness comes and goes the light will save only those who see, who see where it's gone who see, who see where it's gone war is made by hands and eyes and feet and plans it's me, it's me, me and i. it's me, it's me and i. we all have it in us we all have it in we all have it in us we all have it in mother, mother, mother who will i be? a good or bad, a good or bad to thee? mother, mother, mother how can i keep my soul from going, soul from going so low and what can i do and what can i do and what can i do and what can i do that isn't you nothing, nothing, nothing no nothing, nothing, nothing nothing, nothing, nothing nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing nothing n...
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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. well the bark it likes to twist turn- ning to Mrs. and Mr. Lovely, who do not love each other. 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? and he kept them oh he kept them from leaving and we wept them oh how we wept them for leaving.
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who are you talking to? this is an empty room. i have discovered you, now what am i to do? don't drag a frown around on days that wear you down, don't throw your words around to shatter on the ground. ooo where are you running to? a train won't make you new. the sky's the same old blue, the world'll follow you. you'll drag a frown around through every other town, you'll throw your words around to shatter on a different ground. ooo
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if i could remember his face and how it felt against mine, if i could remember his hands and how they felt on my spine, i'd sit and wonder, sit and wonder, sit and wonder my life away. if i could remember his hair and how it looked in the wind, if i could remember his lips and how they felt on my skin, i'd sit and wonder, sit and wonder, sit and wonder my life away. whatever happened to me? whatever happened to you? whatever happened to we? and what, what can i do? if i could remember his arms and how they felt around me, if i could remember his love and how it felt inside me, i'd sit and wonder, sit and wonder, sit and wonder my life away.
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it's like coming inside to your kitchen when you were young, inside from play for a glass of water, it was hard for your eyes to see. hard to adjust to the inside light, it was so dark and so dim cause the sun was so bright outside outside. my favorite things in my grandmother's kitchen were her carpet with the fringes on the end and her two traffic lights that hung from the chain on her ceiling fan. she always gave us ginger ale, she always gave us ginger ale, and we played in the backyard in the dead grass and the fig tree that grew there. well people live in houses and they get older and move out and they don't live there anymore. people live in houses and they get older and move out cause they can't climb the stairs anymore. once when i was little my father took me to see his old house in the woods. when we went back ten years later there was no old house there, just the woods. people live in houses and they get older and move out and start a family. yeah people live in houses and they get older and move out and then there's just trees where their houses used to be. trees will keep a'growing unless there's a nuclear explosion and they can't do it anymore. or maybe trees will start a'glowing cause of nuclear exposure and grow taller than before. well the earth is everlasting, it'll remain the last thing unless we blow it up. but the space that it is taking is even more everlasting cause we can't blow it up. memories are beaten by time, but they aren't eaten by time. memories are black and whitened, sepiad, and colored by time. houses they get older, they get colder every winter, and they change hands constantly. memories don't grow older, they get warmer every summer, they change hands through storytelling. it's like coming inside to your kitchen when you were young inside from play for a glass of water, it was hard for your eyes to see. hard to adjust to the inside light, it was so dark and so dim cause the sun was so bright outside outside. it's like walking and talking in black and white. it's like walking and talking in black and white. it's like walking and talking in black and white. it's like walking and talking in black and white.
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dreams are flying to heads on pillows on beads on mattresses have threads and springs and glue they bend and bow and form a hole when they are (old) old's becoming new it grows in cycles like dirty icicles that drip when spring is due and latch on gutters and crash on little flowers pushing through the lightest dusting of white snow resting on brown grass understood why the sun takes his color up all the time is slow to tell it's faultless faceless in aging ages (age is) a wrinkle on your brow children don't know that skin's not forever like love is all you need not food or water, warmth or shelter keeps you out of summer rain that cools the swelter so the heat cant melt her in your arms she's there for good her skin is growing into yours you're joining at the pores now you're the same there's no one clawing at the door you're dry from the rain is all outside outside your lips outside your kiss and it is bliss and then you die but your children's babies will build you cities and your eyes become the night you're a star in darkness watching love and likeness in the faces far and wide you're the Great Grand Greatness of a hundred ages and they all have got your nose and some your ears and lips and some your tears but they'll be fine they'll learn to grow just like you did in the rain when love made you alive. alive alive alive we're all alive alive alive alive we're all alive alive alive alive we're all alive alive alive alive
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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 wanna hold on and i don't wanna go on alone no one will ever be all you need no one makes you complete no one should ever be your everything. we've got some holes to fill in "with what?" our hearts are askin'. 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 no one should ever be your everything no one will ever be all you need no one makes you complete no one should ever be your everything your everything your everything your everything your everything your everything your everything your everything
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the summer wilderness is sun and berry blessed the lively forest we call a home my darling farrah-leigh you are a symphony a brook so babbling crystal in song and our faces' symmetry is bright with ecstasy our lungs will barely breathe in lighter air. and our hair a wild sea of brown and gold and green our voices echoing so high and clear
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Bigger Dress 04:35
i know your secrets but i'll never tell you don't know what my name is but it's just as well you're getting taller as the weeks progress i'm getting smaller in a bigger dress a duller party on a duller night i like the angles when they're not so bright the same old motion, yeah the same old twitch, you're like the filled cup i'm about to ditch. oh if i had money or delicate shoulders or if i were older would i be better? if i had a sharp tongue a picturesque jaw bone or if i drank alone would i be better? would i be better? i don't think so.
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released June 1, 2007

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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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