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by Ethan Uhl

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03:41

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released July 21, 2014

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Ethan Uhl Missoula, montana

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Track Name: hit single
little rocks, unturned stones
shitty places no one goes
i wanted you then
could have told me then it turned out
how the tiny homes that we found
were just dead weight

if two stars collided
would i hear the sound?
the burnt death and arthritis
in my house?

i'm trying hard to make you happy
trying hard to keep it from happening
i know that you're leaving soon,
sunsetting away
will you please just say my name?

success a rabbit made of gold
return too familiar and dull
i gave it my best
and if who i am is not enough
i will my hardest to love
this nightmaring head

dreaming of younger years
and country songs
i wish i could let go
of the things i've lost

i'm trying hard to make you happy
trying hard to keep it from happening
i know that you're leaving soon,
sunsetting away
will you please just say my name?
Track Name: highway to heck
bad dreams on the interstate
taking in and giving way
bad dreams on the road again
sealing where i've been
and will be

i gave you my coat
and laid down soft
it was raining
i was lost

i was dead on a weekend
i couldn't find what i left
i had been so trapped, birdcages
it comes out as it fades in

i was held in and freed
in the beauty left between
i grabbed the moss and the leaves
i laid down w you and me

i dug my own grave
i felt the loss of weight
skin burnt in the shade
you had everything i gave
i was lost
Track Name: gore song
i could have spent my life mad at you!!!!
but it never would have felt right
will i feel this hollow, this empty for the rest of my life?
will i find no pleasure in success, will i find only nostalgia for my youth
i sepnt hating everything i didn't know about you
i could have mulled it over in my head a million times before i saw
the lies that i resided in were always wrong
if i was half the person i pretended to be i'd be a lot more like you
i'd be a reflection of the things so undersired and thought through

i see my youngness spent in exile, my teen years spent alone
every promise that i'd give you is just a debt forever owed
a broken bone, trying to let go, of the words i know, and the ones i don't

i wanna find my heart, i wanna be your art, i want to grow apart, i want to drive so farrrrrr

AND SO:
HERE'S TO YOU, A DREAM OPIATE ANTI-MUSE, THE REASON FOR NO GOOD NEWS, LIKE THE MANY TURNED TO FEW
A STORM SO SENT TO BLACK, LETTING GO OF EVERYTHING I HAD
ERASING EVERY WORD I WROTE, MY POETRY JUST UNDERTOW
I COULD HAVE DROWNED IN MY REGRETS, I COULD HAVE LET GO
I COULD HAVE LEARNED SO MUCH MORE THAN I WILL EVER KNOW
I HOPE WE MEET SOMEDAY, AND TALK LIKE HUMAN BEINGS
TALK ABOUT THE PAST AND THEN WE COULD JUST ACT
LIKE NOTHING WAS EVER BORN OUT OF LATENT TEENAGE SCORN
I COULD LOOK YOU IN THE EYE, I COULD BREATHE WITHOUT A SIGH
I COULD BE YOU
I COULD BE YOU
I COULD BE YOU
I COULD BE YOU
I COULD BE YOU...

i could spend my life mad at you