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HOMESCHOOL - The EP

by Margaret Glaspy

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Amelia inside Each of your past lives Leader of the choir House on Elm that caught fire How could you make Such a big mistake Walkin past the girl Who will soon be your world
2.
Us Not Them 03:12
I don't hold on to my lover We keep kissin undercover He's mine in the morning Yours in the afternoon Days go by without a word and while the girls say its absurd It's my delight We've never had a fight CHORUS While he's my guard I know I'm his only hope Never thought that I would be the girl Spendin long nights in the stars with him Makin memories just for us not them I don't walk hand in hand And I thank God he understands We both agree It's not you Its me CHORUS
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I got a little shy and lost in soul static I Feel like I saw you dead We were penniless and I was doin our best I feel like I saw you dead CHORUS You're smilin but I don't believe you You still think that I would never leave you You're smilin but I don't believe you There was not enough of me to keep you always company I feel like I saw you dead Spendin all my nights in the world's prettiest lace I Feel like I saw you dead CHORUS Down by the riverside the water never looked so wide I feel like I saw you dead You said Nobody make a fuss. The dogs I like are dangerous. I feel like I saw you dead CHORUS
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While everybody got drunk and jumped in I stayed on my best behavior Sitting in white pressed linen Lookin like I had a rock and savior And the band played loud while the whole crowd Shook out their every limb I stood on the side, terrified And thats when I caught eyes with him And amidst the riot the world went quiet I pulled my ears and I pinched my skin With his breath wrapped around my neck He let me hair down, pin by pin
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Know my name ask me for it When you walk and forget my face Come back with the grace to ask me for it Know my name ask me for it Know my name ask me for it Letters combined to label my kind That speak a truth from my lips only That leave a man fulfilled and lonely That touch his head like a priest holy And push him back like a temptress solely To know my own hands Know my name ask me for it Know my name ask me for it I took yours once and I kept it close Every letter in my book I wanted, I chose, I took Your name I asked you for it I know your name I asked you for it Know my name Ask me for it I've been up all night Lettin the good light shine And I have been lonely With God as the only Friendship of any kind But if you're wantin a crowd Start laughin aloud at jokes The humor will swallow It'll eat your heart hallow But you'll have the entourage to boast And if there's one thing I've learned Its how to be heard and be had I've shut the door On the televised war And let it feel good to be bad

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These are some recordings that I made in the quiet (sometimes not so quiet) of my apartment in Brooklyn. What an adventure. Thanks for checking it out!

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released July 4, 2012

Some of the drums were played by the wonderful Mike Calabrese while any bass was executed by the beautiful Bridget Kearney. All the songs were written and produced by yours truly save for the song "You're Smilin (But I Don't Believe You)" which was a co-write with Bridget Kearney. The amazing Jon Strymish took the photo above.

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