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Summer's Coming Down
04:06
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Swinging, almost stars
Singing, naming cars
The maps don’t have no places
So the spinning wheels won’t reach
The distance doesn’t leave
The maps are in their places
And I’m gone, out of the way
The summer’s coming down like
The devil or a clown might
Like a whisper you once borrowed
Tell me mister, tell me more
The dancing statue’s down
The bastard moving clouds
The letter’s got no pages
In the shadows, morning sounds
The answers echo round
The letters and torn out phrases
And I’m gone, out of the way
Did you find the face you were making
Hanging on the back of the door
Tell me mister, tell me more
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The Pulse Of My Friends
03:53
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Time, trickled through an hour glass
Shine, shattered in the aftermath
She’ll be waiting on me, planned my arrival
Anticipating
Lines, measured out and matching
Drive, children of the morning
She’ll be waiting on me, planned my arrival
With a jar for the keys and a drawer for the Bible
I check the pulse of my friends and kick the ignition
Anticipating
Miles, sliding in an instant
Style, making up the distance
She’ll be waiting on me, she’s been waiting awhile
With a jar for the keys, she’s been waiting awhile
I check the pulse of my friends but there’s no condition
Anticipating
Lies, told for no reason
Cries, linger like the season
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Confessed The Sheets
03:55
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Settled back inside the picture frame
She’s drifting away again
Evening’s tired and the city tastes like rain
She’s changing her name again
The hangers in this crowd
All wear capes and sing aloud
I’d have been a capital express
Had she held her eye
Caught against the conversation neck
Had she held her side
These hometown freaks
Remind me of your cold red cheeks
And how I like to miss and warm them
Confessed the sheets and tore them
Bought the pass and boarded
And stepped out of the frame
See my face when you’re walking around
Tailored toward the understanding wave
She’s coming up for air again
Choreograph the summer ending fade
She wouldn’t call them friends
These October lies make our Minneapolis skies
More inviting to everyone before them
Confessed the sheets and tore them
Bought the pass and boarded
And stepped out of the frame
In the morning, I like to miss and warm them
Confessed the sheets and tore them
Bought the pass and boarded
And stepped out of the frame
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Your Eyelids For A Bend
03:34
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Then you’re tangled in your bed
The night is crawling to the middle of the room
Watching you soon
It’s suspended in the air
It’s not suspended in the air
There’s no suspension anywhere
Then you’re on a highway in the dark
Desert’s laying in the middle of the road
But you know
It’s suspended in the air
It’s not suspended in the air
There’s no suspension anywhere
In this contraption
No wheels beneath the fractions
As you’re moving in
Your eyelids for a bend
You’re slung against your friend
As you’re moving in
This place has left us behind
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5. |
The Traffic Outside
04:09
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Let’s pour the last of the wine
And listen to missing tonight
Let’s tell each other goodbye
And be like the traffic outside
Just cause you taste like you do
I would trade places with you
If you asked me to
Let’s answer questions tonight
And lay to rest unsettled minds
Let’s take the shields from our skins
And watch them get lost in the wind
All of the valentines you’ve never seen
Won’t let you ask that of me
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Salt Off
03:25
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I have seen sailors
Compete with each other
For love and attention
For a look in their direction
For someone to lick the salt off
I have seen sailors
Arms locked like brothers
Cry home to their mothers
Pour beers on each other
And cry out for Zeppelin
Always for Zeppelin
Cover the night away
Drunk with no place to stay
Shelter is never enough
Here in the hurricane
Somebody else’s rain
Isn’t the same as it was
Lick the salt off
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Bicentennial Drug Lord Milwaukee, Wisconsin
BDL gets the details right. Big choruses, subtle songwriting, indie pop in places with a dose of 70’s rock. Summer’s coming down. Based in Milwaukee, WI, Bicentennial Drug Lord was formed by longtime friends John Daniels (Soda, Maki), Rick Donner (Punchdrunk) and Alan Weatherhead (Soda, Maki, Sparklehorse, Hotel Lights). ... more
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