Slow and steady lyrics nervous but excited to meet

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slow and steady lyrics nervous but excited to meet

Beauty flashing in the air. But I'm really fine. You see, I see the answer, I must know. Oh man, my questions of this garden road. One day this path will be free. Listen to and buy nervous but excited (kate peterson & sarah cleaver) music Download or buy the CD once more with feeling by nervous but excited 4. slow and steady . Listening to it you can't help but know that there was much love and feeling I feel like you are singing the lyrics of the point I am in life right now!. slow and steady. i woke up early with dreams in my head words in my bones and an ache in my chest sound travels far in these woods full of women and you.

Where she is, she is fixed in a prison so fast she is frozen, the air she breathes is a slow wind. I'm a tired arachnid, spinning loose in my threads, building lifetimes of gossamer beds. And the filigree waterdrops around my head, they absorb every word that I said. There are no wings hitched to my spine, just an undying urge to climb. And I'll wait for my mother, supposing she'd bother to hold me and keep me a while.

To hold me and keep me a while. The Wheel Starts of dreams I'm able to breathe underwater, someone's daughter's sugar, southern-weather voice with Lucky Strikes she tries to cover the smell, cover the noises of his mouth, cover the planes of his face, cover the noises he makes. There's a man and I hate him plainly, nothing fancy in how glad I watched them bury him. But ever since then, I can feel him all around me, clawing like a crowd, like the weather sucks me in and spits me out.

Understand I am only as he made me, a faithful servant to all of the noise, all of the lights, all the flashing in my head, the sound of his mouth, loud as a crowd, and you're lucky that you're dead because Clemency is tugging me but I'm sorry that she's weak.

Because I won't be merciful, like what got you first in your throat, I will be real, real slow, just like a wheel, turn over. I'm like a wheel. I'll be real, I'll be real. I'll turn over like a wheel. Runner 7" Runner To give yourself a little bit of hope's a lie, you said, "we're just spinning where we stand.

The Fire Here's to mud in your eye, here's to you and the rest of your life. I see the outline and you're unlined, I feel the shake of uneven table legs and I can't sit back and help you celebrate. The world is braiding and time is bending, so i could go tonight and try and keep you both from burning. I bring you bad news from another place, even if it means that I am made to be erased.

I love you more than both of you could say and I can't bear to see you turn another day in the fire. In the fire, we are folding in the fire, and its nicer than it was with the pictures warming up and getting lost, as the silver takes the sun. And you will make a stumbling father crumbling mother with two little wrecking balls to help you level out each other. And you'll pull over and go to sleep, she'll make you beg hard for every little piece.

And they'll grow up fast and watch you both repeat, and never find the loving that you need in the fire.

slow and steady lyrics nervous but excited to meet

In the fire, we are folding in the fire, run in opposite directions maybe then you'll meet up on the other side. As the silver takes the sun, and it washes out the fear in everyone. You were too fucked up to see what you would become, if you jump into the fire Slouch Falling fast asleep, can't I wait to see you, keep me up and keep me away from it.

Sleep you keep your mitts off, feeding on our tired our fitful fighting, all the bites you leave behind when you're away from me. Sit Resist Halloween Pts. I am overlooked, I hear every word you said, watch what you said, I am underneath, I am underneath. Master of Art You came with your faith unshaken, unabashed oh my darling you're amazing with your hands so cold and full of callouses.

Your name is the only word that I hear. I'll cut your hair short so I could see your ears and I could know you hear my name, hear my name. You'll be shorn and I'll be sure. All I can pray for is that you please will wait for me until I am a master of art, until I have learned everything. Then I swear we can go away for just as long as you think that you can take it, you should know that I am often difficult. And we'll move to where the weight won't break our fingers when we wake up.

And we'll stay inside a shape and we will never ever worry. Don't tire of, don't tire of me yet. I could lie and say to you that this will soon be over. I could lie and say I knew where we'd be waking up tomorrow. You came with your faith unshaken, unabashed oh my darling you're amazing with your hands so cold and full of callouses. I could make a little shape for us to stay until we have to go away again, the wait is just a little longer.

Caretaker I wake up, feed your cat, and tell myself that I'm okay where I'm at. And I take great care keeping this roof pitched but it's lonely out here, I can't make any music.

"Silence (Pretending's So Comfortable)" lyrics

Understand I can no longer take care. This is the last night in the house I was born in could you give me a ride to the train in the morning? I've got a real nice place on a real nice block with a garden outside, you should see it sometime. But don't, don't worry about. This is the last night in the house I was born in don't tell me that I have forgotten who I am. I'm gonna write, write, write until it comes out wrong and then I'll hang up my hands on the hook when I'm done.

And I know that you always wanted me to. And I tell myself the things you said you said just because you had to.

The Healthy One Hey you lucky kid the others have come down with it, in the early stages, baby, so that means you'll have to watch them carefully so keep them from running near the corner, when you are playing, play nice and mind the nice lady three-times daily, she'll give them something to make it, to make it go away.

And you complain, you complain, you complain. Oh deary, your mother's got a fever and clearly your dad is gonna leave her, that leaves you with your little sisters.

And you know they didn't mean to cut you, they just had to see if your blood was sick too.

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And it's clear of all the critters weakening your sisters, and your system's running quick you're not as sickly as you think. And you will live long, you will bury them all in the ground, and your body will grow, you will bury them all It hurts to be the healthy one.

Finish Piece Oh these finished feet, the only guarantee when you are running in place, running in place and never running free like you're supposed to be.

Oh these weary extremities cool off and atrophy, please take a piece of me. Peachy How else can I say I am not your hide-away, get your face out from the crook in my arm. And not only just I can be what's keeping you alive, if I slip up, if I fall asleep you're gone. And god knows I've tried but I am god damned tired. And I will build a fort around you, the bricks are drying in the sun, stay real still I'll soon be done. Because I'm not strong enough to hold you up, I've got a hole inside my gut and it's tearing me apart.

Yeah this hole inside my gut it is tearing me apart. It is tearing me apart I am small the television's falling from the second floor, my sister's hand in mine as we watch it go. Another scene with sirens in the front yard for the neighbors to read by the lights of. I am small the televisions falling from the second floor, my sister's hand in mine as we watch it go. Another scene with sirens in the front yard for the neighbors to soak in the lights of.

And I can't spill through your fists until my hands are solid white, my lungs are buckled tight together. My sliding drawl is like a cannonball, I'll slur myself to sleep outside your door. There's a ghost way up the Northeast coast and it'll break your heart harder than I could ever. And that ghost claws at my arms, it makes me do wrong, it makes me do wrong, and it pushes you down and rattles the walls and it's sorry, it's sorry, it's sorry.

So even though it's cold and it breaks apart your bones, it's floating urgently outside your door. When you spoke, when you speak broken on your knees. I'm a joke, I'm asleep please please please please please. I'll be on my feet if you want me, I'll be on my feet if you need, I'll be on my feet if you want me to be. Red Clay Roots When the cotton takes it's toll on the Carolina soil, and your soul longs to go sing on Yankee radio, follow the sound down the red clay road. Your daddy's gone, the bottle broke, your mother sews to keep her home, your brothers croon but they will too die a bottle death just as soon, you'll bury them deep in a red clay grave.

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The wash is boiling in the ring and you hear a lady sing, Lillie Rae sweetly sways while the old victrola plays, follow the sound down the red clay road. Barnacles Scrape these barnacles, I am whole again. Finally purified or whatever that means.

slow and steady lyrics nervous but excited to meet

Put your back in it, they laid their roots deep within the paint. Free me, free me from their teeth, but don't cut too deep. Scrape these barnacles, I am utterly yours.

Take my lack of control and swallow it whole. Break my excuses to leave over your bony knees and scrub the sweat away, make me clean. Please pull the bad dreams out of me. Break my excuses to leave over your bony knees and free me, free me, free me, free me, I am utterly yours. Montauk Monster I will be a bird, I will be a monster, sleeping on a perch, underneath an overpass.

Passers-by will pour their eyes out, pull at my heart and beg me to move, but I'll do what I'm told and you can not pass through.

I will be a train, you will be a stow-away, creeping down below my steaming locomotive. And while we pour through a series of tunnels I'll pour my boiling water and scald raw every inch of your skin. And what a spectacle to see you all unraveled and exposed. Well you got too close, those hangers-on were bound to burn. It was only your turn I warned you, I said "who goes there? My masterpiece is running in place, charting distances I run, lifting blocks but building nothing, touching each one and walking off screen.

This isn't moving, break my legs with the strength of 1, won't you take a once very capable brain and make it quiet, make it sane and never able to work the same again. Now that the alkaline taste in my mouth it runs through my throat into my nose and I know it's going to kill me.

It's killing me, it's killing me, oh the way the wait is killing me. The Weight It's killing me, it's killing me, oh the way the weight is killing me Now that the alkaline taste in my mouth it goes through my throat into my nose and I know it's going to kill me I See Dark Cuffed to the bed next to my head, swallow the key up, swallow the key. You've been swallowing everything. Lock me up in a room with a strange one.

Take this, go on take it and you'll see your ache will soon break. Do this in memory of what you used to be. But that lump on a cot in a dark room, takes her time wasting away, trapped inside of a body that hates her, take your time and then someone will take you. But I've seen dark and I can not right it.

I see dark, I know you are tired of fighting. We'll lay with the lights out, I'll lie if you want me to, but I will lie next to you, I can hear them too.

Swollen glands and clammy hands, clamber to the bath as fast as you can. Oh, tell me what's the matter, you better stop. Tracer of a straight-line, tracing fingers over wallpaper designs, those hallway diamonds see how they shine. My hard-sigher, don't dry off just yet, lay there soaking wet and as still as you can. Oh, tell me what's the matter, you better listen daughter, get in the hot water, and get yourself in the cool, cool water.

Oh dear lord, oh dear lord, I can feel your claws upon me, scratching sweetly, scratching sweetly, in the middle of the night. My father is so tired, he can feel your weight upon him, crushing gently, sweetly nightly from his house upon the sea. Gathering and Leaping A minor setback, they told you "get back! Don't close your windows if you want it to carry you away, don't close your windows if you want to blow away.

We know the wind is heavy alone, it can't bear the onus of our arms, it can barely hold its own, oh it can barely hold its own. Knowing this we persist making our taking-off attempts, and our arms furious insist that physics rearrange its face in our favor, so that as we grow older, it shrugs its shoulders, nudging our roofs and exposing our rooms, and roots us into itself, oh it roots us into itself.

A Record Baby Bones Baby bones are you cold- are you cold? With Feeling is the first studio album by Nervous but Excited. Their intention while recording this album was to capture the raw connectedness that is their songwriting, while keeping the light-hearted flare that is their live performance.

Recorded mostly in their Lansing, MI home, this album captures the comfort of the space. Kate Peterson and Sarah Cleaver, with voices that hold hands in the dark, called upon a small group of friends to flesh out their modern folk sound and the result is captivating. With what at first sounds like traces of the 60s folk movement, they move through the eleven originals with ease and slowly leave the traces in the dust and leave you wanting more… with feeling. The songs reflect a variety of tones and moods, but they overwhelm with their softer love ballads.

The mandolin strums chords over distant accordion and banjo and upright bass on Slow and Steady while the upfront, mildly brassy voice is made softer by other, round and mellow.

Nervous but Excited

Sunspot is moody as well and though Blessing is of the same tone, it stands a bit above thanks to the super tremolo guitar which weaves itself throughout. These ladies can rock as well. Wishlist is upbeat and uses what sounds like bowed bass and mild choppy violin or viola to set the pace and even throws in some Eleanor Rigby sounding strings for good measure. A bit softer but still upbeat, "Lansing" is a head nodder.