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9th Street To San Pablo

from Troubadour by rickoLus

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lyrics

Then the baby had us on a dime
We turned the corner
Left our homes to grow new muscles
In the heat dead of summer right
Before we grew our angels
We explored our bodies angles
Our fever grew in stages
Drinking engines in the dark

Up and down the stairs
We come and go
I would go to work
And you would stay home
There’s bruises on our legs
And on our toes up and down
We're making our own roads

Getting dressed in the apartment
Scratching letters on the table
Little hands inside the cradle
We approach a giant hill
I put a hammer to your mirrors
Easy isn’t a word we use anymore
Laying on a dead machine
Torn from a dead history

Up and down the stairs
We come and go
I would go to work
And you would stay home
There’s bruises on our legs
And on our toes up and down
We're making our own roads

Scratching letters on the table
Little hands inside the cradle
We approach a giant hill
I put a hammer to your mirrors
Easy isn’t a word we use anymore
Laying on a dead machine
Torn from a dead history

Up and down the stairs
We come and go
I would go to work
And you would stay home
There’s bruises on our legs
And on our toes up and down
We’re making our own roads

We both came from different places
Stray accidental space trash
Barreling into each other now
Your brother drains the water
And the balcony is open
Sit in flowers eating orange
Watch the light burn in its place and I'm happy
No one deserves anything at all

credits

from Troubadour, released October 23, 2013
female vocals Robin Wutenberg
bassoons Anthony Anurca

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