a story of a writer who loses herself in her work
acoustic
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We recorded this with a computer mic in Alex's living room.
Sorry for the quality...
Lyrics
i know someday youll write a book of your very own, titled something you threw in the air as a child, it was the story of your day and the day you wish you had."i wouldnt count on this these boards are old and its not the safest ship but id say hold your breath"
i wont let myself be walked on, but ill carry you if you ask, theres very little that i stand for. but of that i do i pride myself on.
with nothing to lose and just the clothes that are on her back she set to record her tale. away from the pressures of reality.she could focus now on the things she needed to get away. but as time crawled by she faded out, into the characters she made and the place she set.
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now she lives and breaths and knows only what she wrote, shes so consumed. her mind knows only the story of that ship that sank. and with it went her sanity.
ride the wave, man the deck. shes going down on a boat thats not even there.
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