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Real Housewives
02:04
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Which unit was it?
One, two, three?
Check messages
You ghosted me
Holding a bottle of wine
For no one now
Scroll on my phone
Pretending i’m ok
Make my way back
To my neighborhood
Needed to feed my fish
So i guess that’s good
Put the key in the lock
Open the door
Sanctuary
With hard wood floors
Ah no she didn’t
Watching real housewives
Open the fridge
To a blinding light
Back to the couch
Phone on my chest
Then it rings
But it’s someone else
Hello mom
No I’m doin’ fine
Just hangin' out
Stayin in for the night
No she’s outta town
At least that’s what she said
I love you too
Gonna head to bed
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Lover's Ghost
04:41
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I can’t remember your face,
It’s been so long since Friday night
When I was 25,
and complicated
But now I can’t forget
The way you kissed me, eyes closed, silhouette
“Left and Leaving”
Still singing us to sleep
Tip-toe, around you now
I am your lover’s ghost, years forgotten
Faded. Just out of sight
The corner of your eye, let me go
Each clue I’ve left for you
To find a piece of me in everything
An out-of-season cardinal
A stone where it doesn’t belong
In the bluest skies, I see your eyes,
Every time, do you see mine?
In chicago
An hour behind
Tip-toe, around you now
I am your lover’s ghost, years forgotten
Faded. Just out of sight
The corner of your eye, let me go
But, if you’re not here,
What’s the voice I’m hearing, ringing in my ears?
And I have rubbed my eyes,
Til I saw stars then watched the fog begin to rise
If I’m still alive, you’re one who’s gone
And can’t remember when or where it all went wrong.
So please, take me at my word,
Lord make me a bird, so I can fly back home to you
Tip-toe, around me now
You are my lover’s ghost, not forgotten
Faded. Just out of sight
The corner of my eye
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3. |
Listen Close
03:10
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Listen close, cause i can’t repeat myself
Take it in, all of it, and know that i love you
Madison, in the lake, said it at the same time
Canada, miles away, what are you doing?
She speaks
I can’t hear what they say
Bad news
On a beautiful day
Listen close, cause i won’t repeat myself
That July, way up north, i meant every word
Listen close, cause i won’t repeat myself
Listen close, cause i won’t repeat myself
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Steve Leaf Grand Rapids, Michigan
There is a quiet confidence to the music of Steve Leaf. He has been writing songs for fifteen years now. Some songs about love, some songs about love lost, and others about everything else to cover all the bases. Steve hails from Michigan and cut his teeth in the singer/songwriter scene of Chicago which is to say he usually tries to sneak a Wilco cover into his set. ... more
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