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untucked shirt
03:02
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paper airplane crash on the warm cement, and i'm so thankful for whoever folded it.
god only knows how far it's flown before it hit. it worked out it always does.
untucked shirt, untied boots, the train is five hours late. right on time.
it worked out it always does, even if it doesn't.
i don't have time to fall in love with you, but it looks like i don't get to choose.
it's gonna work out it always does, even if it doesn't.
ten days, nine months, seven days, ten months.
it's gonna work out, it always does, even if it doesn't.
skipped last winter by movin' to the desert. gonna spend this winter covered in snow. and i'm workin' on gettin' a banjo, but i still don't have a coat.
it's gonna work out, it always does, even if it doesn't.
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carheartt
02:16
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nothin' but dumpster in my skillet. mostly ugly on my face. two dollars in my pocket from buskin' in the alley way.
are you really only wearin' carhearts and the ol' banjo? are we really on this beach in january? are you really leavin' tomorrow.
a whole galaxy of a library, and you tell me that i'm your favorite read, i like you better for a song, write you another letter as i sing along.
i'm afraid that i don't have time to, fall in love with you, but it looks like i don't get to choose.
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airport music
03:18
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it's not the first time i've played music in the airport. but it's the first time that ten months seems like the rest of my life.
are we just trustin' this tin roof? or are we distracted by the lightning? what is it that you wanted to tell me?
coffee, a haircut, the Talking Heads, pulling morning glory for your mother...
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trustin' this tin roof? or distracted by the lightnin'? what is it that you wanted to tell me?
ten days, nine months, seven days, ten months.
god damn.
if lightnin' could fit into an envelope, that would explain the risin' cost of postage these days.
are you really only wearin' carhearts and the ol' banjo? are we really on this beach in january? are you really leavin' tomorrow?
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shawn shine Portland, Oregon
boots, coffee, a pick mattock, the moon, the sun, mud, a pocket knife, hugs, and a paintbrush.
shawn shine recommends:
Drawn Onward
by Jordan O'Jordan
"i thought my heart was a bloom of a pink peony flower in your east facing room." also banjo chords that will sleigh any beating heart.
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constellations and campfire congregations. <3
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the freeest of boxes.
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In The Midst of You
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Reissued by UK label Death is Not the End “The System” is a sugar-sweet slice of ’80s digital reggae.
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