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The Otter Lake Recordings

by A Grand Wednesday

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1.
Hello, Hello 01:20
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there are woods near it and the ceiling's gone, feel it and the feeling's done touching half the sun mean means coming up showers behind glass with a window seat propped up turn the clock around for some dazzle and iron the science of silence, and a peaceful defiance
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Interlude 00:53
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with a million miles of headroom and blisters on my toes we all draw inspiration from our mothers and our goals these broken swings and magazines together we unfold responsibly imagining a setting we don't know but the sun! she is bright! I can fight the sadness, increasing our chance for flight- and I might the summer's only called to revel in its own light like a slight fight and a wife's eyes, we all hum tonight and I might oh I might lets talk things out and study so we can be somebody and look back without worry cause we lived without hurry but our worlds don't quite match up with the real one and its trends, ergo I am undisciplined but the sun! she is bright! I can fight the sadness, increasing our chance for flight- and I might the summer's only called to revel in its own light like a slight fight and a wife's eyes, we all hum goodnight and I might oh I might, with all my might I just might
5.
with a million miles of headroom and blisters on my toes we all draw inspiration from our mothers and our goals these broken swings and magazines together we unfold responsibly imagining a setting we don't know but the sun! she is bright! I can fight the sadness, increasing our chance for flight- and I might the summer's only called to revel in its own light like a slight fight and a wife's eyes, we all hum tonight and I might oh I might lets talk things out and study so we can be somebody and look back without worry cause we lived without hurry but our worlds don't quite match up with the real one and its trends, ergo I am undisciplined but the sun! she is bright! I can fight the sadness, increasing our chance for flight- and I might the summer's only called to revel in its own light like a slight fight and a wife's eyes, we all hum goodnight and I might oh I might, with all my might I just might
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cause teaching is but learning, I pray for the grace with which to hold kicking up dust in the summer bowl with metal arms and mellow lows there's something deeper in play, something I can't quite explain something I can't seem to live without but everyday I complain it's an idea, an image, like paper maps of old rain fumbling about like a bright clear sky not yet ready for more planes swags of velvet, crimson and red the weight of my hands on my head the damp dirt I've buried in damp dirt already has lead me to freedom and dread it's too late, too dark, too cold, and we don't have to be alone the castle on your flag; the avenue near the park anything worth doing will not get done in a bad mood and you'll be on top with all the beautiful people we've only half a jar who's purpose is to be perfect? so now we don't drink anymore, no we don't drink anymore I've only half a jar your purpose is to be perfect so now I don't dream anymore, no I don't dream anymore
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Tuning 01:17
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like trade winds and the westerlies, the lord of the year cleverly assists and dares- with brevity- the act of looking, a tendency to get lost in something beautiful feeling low, feelings slow I have seen all the stars and I call them each by name this tender lapse in paper maps has formed a swollen frame oh I love the final things I do before bed with all the effort it takes to gasp
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like trade winds and the westerlies, the lord of the year cleverly assists and dares- with brevity- the act of looking, a tendency to get lost in something beautiful feeling low, feelings slow I have seen all the stars and I call them each by name this tender lapse in paper maps has formed a swollen frame oh I love the final things I do before bed with all the effort it takes to gasp
12.
like trade winds and the westerlies, the lord of the year cleverly assists and dares- with brevity- the act of looking, a tendency to get lost in something beautiful feeling low, feelings slow I have seen all the stars and I call them each by name this tender lapse in paper maps has formed a swollen frame oh I love the final things I do before bed with all the effort it takes to gasp
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More Tuning 00:41
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recorded in one sitting inside a cabin alongside Otter Lake, the Adirondacks, in upstate NY

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released June 4, 2012

quilt by Lizzie Trimble

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