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Magi
03:36
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was about five feet under and quickly sinking down
when a hand caMe violent shattering ground
dragged me up through current, broke murky waves
kept me breathing as I came to again
down and out and drowning in my own mind I’m
lost, breAthless but no longer terrified
and brought me back to life
i fell for myself for the first time
dancinG in shower and sinGing in the rain
poems from a mind that helped me find myself again
its a rush to almost losIng it but not quite
hearing that voice ring out in new York streets at night
sounding to the heavens calling them to dance
to movE like you, hold control again
down out and drowning in my own mind I’m
lost, breathless but I’ve got my footing this time
and brought me back to life
i fell for myself for the first time
dancing in showeR and singing in the rain
pOems from a mind that helped me find myself aGain
back to lifE
foR the first time
i fell, I fell for mySelf
more than 24 hours in my days
song brought the color back to life
your words brought me into my body,
you took my hand and let me feel my worst
and brought me back to life
i fell for myself for the first time
a voice that saved me from a depth unknown
ringing from a mind that helped me find myself again
it was you (hear that quote ;) )
that helped me find myself again
it was you
that let me find myself again
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2. |
Mountains
03:54
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pebbleS and sTones underfoot
current numbs my legs In the sun
waLking in rivers to forget myself
in the mountains made peace you were gone
i start to make peace without you in the mountains
i start to try and move on
as the Arizona sun beat me down
the only sound was wind in siLence
thoughts echo rouNd the Canyon
carried away On east winds and pine needles
i starT to make peace without yOu in the mountains
i start to try and moVE on
the sky here is littered with bullet holes
pinpRicks asking to be wished upon
and I waste each and everY one all on stale thoughts Of us
i'll be honest I’m gratefUl I’m gone
i start to make peace without you in the mountains
i start to try and move on
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3. |
Self Destruct
02:58
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about her
she’s part of my everyday noise
in my head
cLouds surround her
but no mistake she’s got horns too
her face the way she moves
isn’t something you lose, in that mInds eye
no matter how far removed
i can’t chose what I dream of at night
you Love that I’m in Love with you
i can’t escape it no matter what I’m feeling
but that’s all that I am to you
self destruct at every moment I’m receiving
laid out on the kItchen floor
crying to moments before
i can’t anticipate anymore
i never hear from you now
whiplash of love with a cost
our history book is drawn dEep with this stuff
you love that I’m in love with you
i can’t escape it no matter what I’m feeling
but that’s all that I am to you
self destruct at every moment I’m receiving
brains receiving
she asks me, “does everybody feel like this
at life without a cause a loss of lust without him”
i listen to my reflection with a glass
…Half poured and then forgotten
and I say
you love that I’m in love with you
i can’t escape it no matter what I’m feeling
but that’s all that I am to you
self destruct at every moment I’m receiving
and were laid out on the kitchen floor
crying to moments before
i can’t anticipate anymore
i never hear from her now
whiplash of love with expiration termination I wasn’t paying attention
you love that I’m in love with you
i can’t escape it no matter what I’m feeling
but that’s all that I am to you
self destruct at every moment I’m receiving
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4. |
Hindsight
03:32
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I maDe a resolution at 12 o’clock on the dOt, New Years eve
to love as hard as I could, Unapologetically
but all I can muster up in your attention is I’m sorry
for making such a stupid promise, loving you with caution and breaking
hiNdsight is twenty twenty
and nostalgia is a bitch
you touching my shoulder laughing
and I Skipped class when you busted your shit
drive you home, all Alone hands held cross the center console
buying clothes that feel like you, feel like home, to hold onto what? I don’t know.
I’m sick, Your dark cloud contagious, cure me with your words
cause I’m feeling reckless with radio silence my god it hurts
hindsight is Twenty twenty
and nostalgia is a bitch
you touching my shoulder laugHing
and I skipped clAss when you busted your shit
I never did enough never do enough couldn’t be enough even if I Tried
the one behind closed doors ill question that till I die
your perfect hair imperfect way you wouldn’t communicate
favorite answer to my questions was a laugh you never gave it straight
hindsight is twenty twenty
and nostalgia is a bitch
you touching my shoulder laughing
I should've never fell for it
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5. |
4th Of July
05:00
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its the hottest day in july
i thought you coming up would be Fine
even the thought of you ran me dry
passed out in the sand
or maybe thats the fIre I’m drinking
to feel alright
numb my mind at the beach tonight
firewoRks on shores of michigan
everyday gets a little bit bEtter
cause maybe today ill hear from you
lose it every night on my pillow
keep running cross roads and dead end routes
were under the same moon
i know you’re not thinking about me
you said the Beach brought up memories
but only cause you had too much
I can’t say I blAme you
I told you time and time again ill take the heat
dehydrated from it all, parched in my bare feet
climbing high enough I don’t feeL anything but static
so I don’t feel anything at all
or maybe thats the fire thats taLking
making me feel alright for once
numb my body and soul tonight
so I can sleep for the first time in 6 months
or maybe thats the fire thats talking
making me feel alright for once
numb my body and soul tonight
so I can sleep for the first time in 6 months
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Emily Franke Chicago, Illinois
Emily Franke is an independent singer-songwriter and producer based in Chicago. Releasing singles from her closet studio she blends poetic lyrics about personal relationships into devastating folk songs and the occasional angry pop song.
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