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Farmer's Eyes
04:09
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The way you move
I’ll tell my story three times today
My former glory knows what to say
You will listen with farmer’s eyes
Like you’re trying to tend my lies
Now that my senses have all been checked
What was the use in being circumspect
You were too bold never been told a fire can burn
Out of control blistering souls when will you learn
Homesick when I’m still home
The way you move
Simmer down
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The hollow sound the turning round of the game
The light is high the light is right in my way
I am walking past a window in the dark
We are sharing secret races on my mark
I dig the big brass band that’s playing here for free
And the tuba so low and sweet
You know that it’s so sublime
To walk through parks at night (parks at night)
Your collar’s flipped a hollar’s clipped in the air
The dark abounds outside the sounds of our lair
I am walking past a window in the dark
We are sharing secret races on my mark
I dig the dogs out here just chasing after tail
Owners get along so well
You know that it’s so sublime
To walk through parks at night (parks at night)
I dig the big brass band that’s playing here for free
And the tuba so low and sweet
You know that it’s so sublime
To walk through parks at night (parks at night)
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The Migrator
03:29
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Migrator
Filled with many faces
But no friends
Migrator
So many faces
No friends
Regretful on board
And restless at home
Migrator
Pass through this place
Leave me my soul
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Orange Clouds
04:27
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See the wind blow on those birds
Trying so hard to stay the course
Then orange clouds came into view
Shape shifting my tune to opaque on blue
It’s like they’re flying on a treadmill there
Feeling like they’re going somewhere
Quiet is patient and quiet is kind
We’ve both been waiting half the night
Shall we wander room to room
We’ll observe and approve like the chaperone moon
But I’m fixing to get some rest
Opening the medicine chest
When I wake I find she’s gone
The dissonance of yesterday carries on
But what have we done my midnight muse
You’ve left me with nothing that I can use
I’m just feeling this sight unseen
I’m jumping on a trampoline
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Middle School Journal
04:45
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Read it to me
Our history
Loosening streams
Canyon pages
Poised on the bow
To navigate vows
It’s here you are found
In two ages
A glimpse of our show
A war in the snow
Frozen preservation
Are we putting on airs
Musical chairs
A family demonstration
All the way down
We need to be ourselves with one another
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6. |
As You Were
02:17
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This is the time of your life
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Connor Desai Seattle, Washington
Mixtape musician, needlepoint enthusiast, middle school math teacher.
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