going home

by Katie Dill

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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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Track Name: The Existential Forest
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.
Track Name: Time Crawls In
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...
Track Name: Your Everything
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.
Track Name: Lady Elena
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.
Track Name: Summer Wilderness
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
Track Name: A Love Song
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...