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And it felt so true, the way I welcomed you.
With an honest hand, which traced along your back.
So I couldn't deny what was placed into my life,
Even though I knew you'd leave soon.
So we drove around from Boston to our town.
And we laid in bed, as we laughed about the rest.
But the whole damn time, a voice was close behind,
Saying she would leave soon.
Known all along,
In a month that she'd be gone.
But I guess I thrive on loss.
Here right now,
But tomorrow she'll be bound.
To a world without our sound.
Oh, I wish my mind,
Would shut up when I want it to,
So I could be a rock,
And deny the things that turn me blue.
But for now I guess, I couldn't feel more rich.
For a girl who's gonna break my heart.
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Lovers
02:59
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It starts with a look that makes you want to strip down,
And the way she sighs... it's a shot of something toxic.
I'm a lucky guy, she makes that clear to me.
As I remind myself,
You've been handed something that you'll never get back again.
Can I hold you close 'til we become the same fool?
I could use your judgement,
And you my warm, steady hands.
It's something foreign that I had never hoped for.
A kind of love that throws away your shame,
And plays your favorite song.
And we can fool around together for half of the fuckin' day.
I know we've come that close.
And being naked with you's one way to say you can have my soul if you'd like,
I know you've been wondering about it.
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She Doesn't Know Her
04:39
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Sweetheart thank you for your time, and I'm sorry they never trust me...
Mother when I found her love it felt strange, I didn't know her well.
A sharp mind with a careless stride, and her smile,
I'd known her all my life.
And mother when she kisses me I forget that I won't make it far.
And when she's laying next to me I feel warm, she likes to keep me close.
Save your shame for other days,
Please let me rest.
I don't have much time left,
I'd hate to close my eyes...
And Mother you can understand that her hand fits perfectly in mine,
And you could never figure out why my heart has her within its sights.
Past not so dangerous,
She's an honest bird.
Likes to draw me pictures,
Of things I've done for her.
And she's made it alright for me to breathe for once,
And helped find the joy that I used to hold,
She's made it clear that I'm someone to admire,
But all that you can see is her pink and platinum hair.
Mother there's no need to fear, when she's here I never want to leave.
But pleasure lacks no penalty, and I'll pay it when she abandons me.
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Interlude
02:10
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End of Summer
04:08
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If I could say one thing that I could make come true, I'd say you'd be okay.
It's an easy wish, and I should have listened,
When you told me you were terrified and tripped out.
And it makes me hurt to know that I can't help, I'd just make it worse.
I just want you free from the pain you feel, and the memories that don't deserve to keep you.
Was it all a waste, or was it something that I can hold to,
I still have her clothes, and words she wrote in my bedroom,
And I can't relieve her feeling.
And I noticed that you had changed your hair just the other day,
You put me there before, and I know it's more,
than what they see it as and I'm so sorry Darling,
She told me that I had no idea how much she loved me,
Now she's left long gone, and all that I can think
Is that I am to blame,
Lord, it wouldn't be the first time, or the second time, that I've been wrong, that I've been so wrong...
Oh so wrong.
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Strangers
03:37
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Can a blessing be imperfect?
Or was this part of the deal?
And was our time as One important?
It's not clear to me anymore.
You gave me youth as I withered,
And I was your sunlight.
But we collapsed from the pressure,
Of our new lives.
And now we're Strangers,
I looked away at the festival,
We're just strangers,
Shouldn't feel so wrong to say,
We're just strangers,
If only I had my medicine,
We're just strangers,
I can't love without her pain.
We're just Strangers,
I don't know you anymore,
We're just Strangers,
If only we were strong,
We're just Strangers,
I don't owe you anything,
We're just strangers,
I can't love without her pain. x2
So let her walk by,
Don't turn your head.
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Watson Park Somerville, Massachusetts
indie rock, folk, etc.
evan joseph ringle: lead vocals, rhythm guitar
troy hartmann: vocals, lead guitar
ryan sinclair: percussion
christian raabe: bass
Watson Park recommends:
immersive, melancholic, haunting, tender, human music
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great songwriting finessed with a perfect balance between digital and analog production
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a head-banging hell of a time
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