Will Stelter's listening history
I've been wracking my brain,
Tryin to figure out what to say
For days
So you be the gasoline,
I'll be the lit match
You be the fireplace,
I'll be the burning door-mats
Burn the house down baby,
Burn it to the ground
Burn the house…
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Don't let it go, don't let it burn out so slow; like a bar of soap in your match-jar.
Cause even when things hurt the most, don't let it go.
And when the wick burns out, when your house remains a parsed kind of fall.
When the rambling chords…
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Back the car, down the boulevard
Right up on the beach
And when the sea, comes crashing in
You, won't hear a thing
There's dreams, painted above the waves
And their caps at your feet
With light-house on point, fisherman beyond
Blue and…
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Collaboration with jip1965
I was emailed a piece of music entitled 'Glomp' (I kid you not) with a note saying "Chorus words something like... river flowing...the sun is shining lol"
I sat and listened to the music a few times, not knowing…
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FDR emerged from his cave one morning and took a stroll,it was a blustery day and his ears blew back like two streamers in the wind. He went down into the woods and there in the dappled sunshine he saw something gleaming through the…
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Hazy Memories, with voices and context. (I've had a lot of surgery; none of it cosmetic, I might add!)
Thanks Dr Jip!
Enjoy xox
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Here we go.
This one started out one morning several weeks ago when the sun was still shining...
If it's as wet and dark as it is here, just close your eyes, I'm sure you can imagine it if you try hard enough...
Lollies, chips, and beer…
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I am a man, of means,
I mean I hide behind my strongest teeth.
White Ivories, white ivory.
I tread on hollow ground,
Broken glass, and longer ways down.
Than metaphors, engulfing me
I stare up at night,
Wonder who else might feel such a fright…
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On a silver steed she rides,
Got hair like the sun, and eyes that make you undone
A quicker trigger to boot,
Seen her step over men twice the size of you.
She's known to go for the throat, go for the gold, until there's nothing left
Behind that…
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I boarded up windows,
Fixed the cracks on my sills
And I, bought a new pair of scissors,
Cut away scattered seams,' so it seems
I took a vacation,
Away from the dark creaks, floor boards in my eyes
And it's been a long, been a long, been…
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