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1.
though it's true we've come through imperfectly and thin strings are holding up parts of everything i still think there's some room for certainty invisible and hard to keep and troubling it may be so pick a hand and draw it close and clasp it strong fill up with hopefulness the space between your palms repeat: this one is a good one, this one is mine you're best to not leave them behind while there's still time, because everyone just wants to be loved don't hurt me or trick me or twist my arm or say fake things on big wings that fly off to the clouds please tell me you'll keep me safe from harm can you be the one i see from on the hilltop in the croud all the people that you hate, they feel it too they need to be cared for, just like you and i do you'll see them in restaurants and grocery lines they need someone to just be kind everyone just wants to be loved
2.
brightened by an old face hope everything falls into place there's always something left a bit undone but i'm pretty sure if you move quick you can find a way to make these things fit into just an afternoon in spite of the small space although i've fractured my stone indecisive in the core i left well alone and well it flowed forth my urgency is gone my hands are hanging low on the sunlit trails we follow and the fog of the ending of a day is a needed protection for the soft face of innocence that we were all born with and that we keep in a basement room we remember in a quiet tune some day we'll go far away the same fate as everything what's finished and left will be a palette to paint a landscape of memories brightened by an old face hope everything falls into place there's always something left a bit undone up a bit late and i am doin the best that i can to fix my mindset into a bigger shape although i've fractured my bones fallen on the shore i've dreamed of a lasting place that i don't know how to look for my inner light is weak my fists are balled up tight on these cold roads at twilight brightened by an old face hope everything falls into place there's always something left a bit undone up a bit late and i am doin the best that i can to fix my mindset although the vines seem slow grown although my hands are not yet cold although we may have the things we need although all we know is living there's always something left a bit undone
3.
04:26
finite but unpredictable waves of change are towering finicking thin lines into your face and the watched clocks like spring poppies flower opening the hours a few minutes late so sing with me if you've got time could it hold you back from your own designs does the very last line even have to rhyme i don't know, i don't know, i don't know fitting a blade into the seam of my own machine i feel like i'm always fixing something but my thoughts are passing boats on a long river one directional, separate, headed downstream stay up late if you can wait i'm headed home in the fastest way and hoping the distance will just fall away but i don't know, i don't know, i don't know waiting for quiet moments alone to fill with meaning in crystalline spheres floating at my feet but the visions of life i keep imagining are never quite where i expect them to be so let this go if you still can accept the things you're weaker than these rocks are better off as sand so i'm told, so i'm told i don't know, i don't know, i don't know
4.
03:17
it's not quite snowing yet the city fills with chilled air, streets hold their breath and a man drives home holding tight to faded lines remembering his childhood house and the tree they used to climb hold your hopes in teach them to fly then make a promise to yourself that even though you've held them close when the birds fly home, you'll let them go it's not quite decided yet still we watch thin figures in the air evaporating it's not quiet in the street where the kids play, watching out for cars until the only lights to see by are the pale moon and the washed-out stars hold your hopes in teach them to fly then make a promise to yourself that even though you've held them close when the birds fly home, you'll let them go
5.
01:50
if you want to come home first you've got to get away leave a note, set a course, and fill up your suitcase let the wild winds blow you any which way it may be today's the perfect today see, like me, you've got some things you need to figure out just let your feet be stronger than your weariness or doubts and everyone will ask you who was with you on the road but some things are better on your own so take heart and set sail leave the damn phone turned off when you return you can tell us all the tale though the journey may be long, i know you will prevail and get yourself set up by some distant mountain lake let the cold clear water wash your troubles straight away and though it may be difficult to face the unknown some things are better on your own but i'll be waiting for you when you get back home

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the second EP in what i hope will be a lifelong series! one per year, no excuses. you can see this one is coming a little late, but it's happening!

there's a music video for the first track here:
vimeo.com/181962045

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released September 9, 2016

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facsimiles Berkeley, California

one EP per year for the rest of my life.

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