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I Took the #'s From All the Trees
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Singer/songwriter, Indie self-recorded: Wm Perry writes & performs tight, well-crafted songs. Honest & not boring, sometimes disturbing, with jangled-y edges. T
"I approach the writing of songs as if it's the only tool I have, with which to do something I don't understand." BIOGRAPHY: Failed. Kept moving. Your typical starving artist story. BFA from the Art Institute of Chicago, followed by several years in the Sign Industry. Front man in a multitude of short-lived bands, playing in clubs and warehouses in Chicago and LA's artsy, marginal war-zone neighborhoods. Now solo artist, self-recording. Bought a cheap, old house on Craig's List (without seeing it first!) and moved from Chicago to Cincinnati, an "economic refugee" you could say. Now completing renovations that make four floors of combined living/studio space and working on new music.
Song Info
Genre
Alternative Indie
Charts
Peak #110
Peak in subgenre #25
Author
William McGuffey Perry
Rights
Wm Perry
Uploaded
June 10, 2010
Track Files
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MP3 3.5 MB 128 kbps 3:46
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I Took the #'s From All the Trees - William McGuffey Perry I took the numbers from all the trees And tried to put them back in order I took it apart both piece by piece And tried to put it all back better Took every flower that I could see I took the kisses you gave to me I stole the hives from all the bees To get something sweet together I chased the hours off the clock And into the corner I told myself I was all talk But it didn’t really matter My defeats come back talking sweet And looking just like victory and All my successes come back dressed up as failure I closed up shop and walked the block In between all the buildings Around every corner there’s another way of bending I want the night, I want the day I want to sing what the birds must say When their hearts are broke Beyond the weather’s mending I want the day, I want the night I’m not afraid though the birds are right To take every blessed thing as a sign of danger (instrumental fade)
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