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The yearbook portrait photographer, just can’t understand.
Her fine art degree in photography hasn’t turned out like she planned.
She goes around from school to school taking pictures of mathletes, the jocks and the cool kids and the band geeks and faculty too.
It’s unfulfilling but what can she do? She has to make a living.
The yearbook portrait photographer, spends most of her days,
Wondering how all the plans that she made seem to go so astray.
She sits alone in her studio and remembers the dreams of gallery shows,
Pulitzer prizes and exhibitions, but now she has this sinking suspicion she isn’t truly the living.
But what she can’t see, is what her pictures mean.
In purses and wallets and Christmas cards send to distant relations afar,
And passed between high school lovers that write on the backs, “Have a great summer!”
It’s all lost on her.
The yearbook portrait photographer
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10 Year Drought
04:03
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Hail to the rain, and to the day that we walk away.
And we’ll celebrate our escape from this empty place.
Hail to the snow, and to the glow after the show.
And what we think we’re owed, it won’t cover what we don’t know.
Here’s to the age of, never giving up.
But this is the year of, more the same.
Hail to the hail, the times we fail, the times we don’t succeed.
Further up the trail we’ll discover where we’re meant to be.
Here’s to the age of, never giving up.
But this is the year of, more the same.
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lyrics
I’m waking up from sleeping. I didn’t dream that you were keeping,
A place for me next you, so now we’re one, when we were (two/too)
Afraid to turn on the lights and see what kind of horrors might
Be waiting there under our beds, we pulled the covers to our heads but
Now, the sun shines through the shades,
And we both awake, to find, that we were always okay.
So we’ll dance as the stereo sings songs of love, and loss, and hope.
And try to act like visionaries living beyond binary
Systems like, wrong and right, and us and them, and day and night
I count the stars in your eyes and in your arms I realize that
Now, the sun shines through the shades,
And we both awake, to find, that we were always okay.
I don’t wanna go to sleep again, ‘cause I am already dreaming.
And now, the sun shines through the shades,
and we both awake, to find, that we were always okay.
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Living Dead
04:09
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Now that I'm one of the living dead,
I can count all those tears you've shed,
and all the ways you've grieved
for someone, I was never meant to be.
Climbing up from the dirt
I've been through hell and that much worse.
I've been ruined and scorned,
but I don't need you to mourn for me.
Just as clear as the night's gone black
there's no turning back.
You can cross out my name.
I'm what remains.
Now that you're one of the living dead,
haunted by the ghosts that lie in your head.
If I'm somehow to blame,
I never meant to cause you any pain.
Just as clear as the night's gone black
there's no turning back.
You can cross out our names.
We're what remains.
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St. Anne
03:42
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Forgone Conclusion
03:27
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Apologies for this intrusion,
but you don't know what you're talking about
My disappointment is a forgone conclusion,
but I can't figure that you'll figure it out
Do you know what you're inviting,
what you're inciting with the things that you claim?
I've gotta question the intentions and motivations
'cause they seem kinda strange.
It's only a matter of time
Before it all unwinds
And breaks your heart for good
Apologies for this confusion,
But I'm afraid that we have to insist.
If you're under the delusion
that this is greatness, well you'd better desist.
It's only a matter of time
Before It all unwinds
And breaks your heart,
And takes apart
Everything that's good
You know that we won't wait
'Cause we hate your hate!
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Tracers
03:16
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Make me, don’t tell me when to smile. Maybe that’s just not our style.
But if we don’t meet your gaze, we’re the ones who have to pay.
What do you believe? Who are you to tell us how and where to be?
We already occupy this space. No exclusions. This time you have been traced.
What are you afraid of, my sweet side?
If we don’t fit your definitions, you denigrate us and cover it with lies.
What do you believe? Who are you to tell us how and where to be?
We already occupy this space. No exclusions. This time you have been traced.
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Red, red red sweater, someone pulled the thread
Unread letter, something left unsaid
You're so clever, I was so misled
I knew better, but you got in my head
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We’re finally letting go, we’re leaving it behind
Out here on our own. Unknown and undefined
We’re waiting on a sign. We’re laughing with our friends
We’re buried by the sound. We hope it never ends
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Let’s stay here till this makes sense
Build a brand-new monument
To the strange and the mundane
The panoply of existence.
Let’s slow down and take our time
Settle up in our minds
And try to feel something real
For the rest of our lives.
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The Glacial Speed Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Ashley Altadonna
Chris Van Gompel
Mike Carey
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