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Bitter Root
04:54
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It's the blood and breath of that bow and stern
It's the bitter root of that plank and wood
It's the cradle rock, it's the sailor's knot
It's the bright and blue of the wave and wash
Where I find my home
It's the sweat and salt on that beam and boom
It's the creak and heave of that sail and shock
It's the leather rough of the sailor's heart
It's the shape and sound of the swell and crash
Where I find...
It rolls, it rolls
It rocks and rolls
It's the skin and pulp of that man and mast
It's the sight and pulse of that wide and vast
It's the beat and break of that sailor stomp
It's the sun and gold through the gulp foam
Where I find my home
It rolls, it rolls,
It rocks and rolls
It's the grit and taste of that wound and salt
It's the cool and rush of that steam and blood
It's the prey and thirst of the long and lost
It's the shape and sound of the swell and crash
It's the cradle rock, it's the sailor's knot
It's the bright and blue of the wave and wash
It's the cradle rock, it's the sailor's knot
It's the bright and blue of the wave and wash
Where I find...
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Blue and Silver
03:51
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Muse me up and muse me down
Have you found yet what I bring?
Have you heard yet what I sing?
A little blue note, a silver line
Buzzing by your wild, wandering eyes
Fool me once and fool me twice
As luck may have a set of nice
A set of nine, an almost dime
A little blue note, a silver line
Lighting up your swirling twisted mind
Wish me out or wish me way
Have you paid yet what you owe?
Have you been yet where I go?
Have you known yet what I know?
A little blue note, a silver line
The start of everything you might never find
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Somehow
04:27
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Somehow, somehow you bring life to this day
Somehow, somehow there's sunflowers and grace
And you, you make me real, you make me light
And you make me sure, and you make me free
And you make me go...
Somehow, somehow you bring light to this cave
Somehow, somehow there's warmth, laughter and faith
And you, you make me real, you make me light
And you make me sure, and you make me free
And you make me go...
Somehow, somehow you bring flight to this fall
Somehow, somehow there are songs and soul
And you, you make me real, you make me light
And you make me sure, and you make me free
And you make me go...
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Venom
06:32
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Feel it pierce your skin
That deep, dark buzzing sting
That cruel and harmful thing
An utter shock to my heart
That made it pulse and swell
That deep, dark, that deep, dark buzzing sting
Feel the pain set in
That toxic, throbbing bite
That blurred and steamy sight
A bitter taste on my tongue
That made me sweat and tear
That deep, dark, that deep, dark buzzing sting
The venom rushed with every breath
The venom rushed with every breath, the venom rushed
Through my heart, through my soul
And so, our love went cold
Feel the knot deep within
That sore and swollen mark
That sharp and searing scar
A skillful blow to my mind,
That made it hurt and stay
That deep, dark, that deep, dark buzzing sting
The venom rushed with every breath
The venom rushed with every breath, the venom rushed
Through my heart, through my soul
And so, our love went cold
The venom rushed with every breath
The venom rushed with every breath, the venom rushed
Through my heart, through my soul
And so, our love went cold
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Lemon Breeze
06:04
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There was this pretty thing, a pretty thing among us
Sweet skin and lemon breeze draws cooler by the hour
Jump back, jump back, jump back into consciousness
There was this swirl and steam, the wonder of a daydream
Cold tongue and lick your lips, an icy squeeze and hot kiss
Jump back, jump back, jump back into consciousness
Pretty mouth, salt and lime
Dream eyes, fault and fine
Bright, hot, high and dry
Deep breath and sunny tears, the silver sand blows over
Cool sweat and haunted scent, the bare brown of summer
Jump back, jump back, jump back into consciousness
Pretty mouth, salt and lime
Dream eyes, fault and fine
Bright, hot, high and dry
Citrus in the wind as I begin collecting
Memories inside the breezes blowing by I'm intercepting
Bits and pieces of a time when you and I were so connected
That together we complete a certain circuit that's electric
The sun increases melanin and bleaches photographs
Pictures of our tanned hands with the fingers overlapped
So relaxed in you company, it's comforting
Live with me in the moment, there's no place for wondering
Under the blanket of a tall oak shadow
Sweet warm lips that thoughts can't follow
Every sensation that I feel run through me, is a hot match for a cool breeze
Bring me right back to that bleached photograph
And don't ever let me leave such a sweet memory
When the sun leads the way and a smile never finishes
Get lost with me in a lemon breeze
There was this pretty thing, a pretty thing among us
Sweet skin and lemon breeze draws cooler by the hour
And jump, jump, jump...
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Stella Jones
03:54
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There she goes, Stella Jones
Watch her slink and move, heat and hypnotic groove
Heat and hypnotic groove
There she is, Stella Rizz
Feel the buzz and crush of her static rush
Of her static rush
The cutting bite of her Stella talk
The subtle drum of her desperate heart
The crushing weight of her killa' walk
And flashing white of her clasp and claws
There she goes, Stella Jones
Among the bad and bruised, and the seldom refused
And the seldom refused
Up she floats a flutter to the flame
All pretty, glowing things burn out eventually
Up she floats a flutter to the flame
All pretty, glowing things burn out eventually
The cutting bite of her Stella talk
The subtle drum of her desperate heart
The crushing weight of her killa' walk
And flashing white of her clasp and claws
Up she floats a flutter to the flame
All pretty, glowing things burn out eventually
Up she floats a flutter to the flame
All pretty, glowing things burn out eventually
There she goes, a flutter to the flame
All pretty, glowing things burn out eventually
There she goes, a flutter to the flame
All pretty, glowing things burn out eventually
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Rina Providence, Rhode Island
Born and raised in RI, Marina Murray is a music teacher by day and a musician by night. Together with her long time friend Jacob Davenport, she is one half of True Blue, a multi-dimensional neo-soul duo. As Rina, she is a girl, her keys and her looper, creating eclectic tunes that fuse vocal looping and her jazz roots. ... more
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