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Season of Dead Air
06:12
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The light of the day
A sound of the forest
Creaking of doors
Release of the poorest sigh
Crack of lonely dawn
Map of the vines
Catalog ivy
Foxes' cries
Wild dogs howling
Envy them again
Exposed to the mange
Rearing its head
Attachment is
The worst disease you can have
So close to the end
Unkempt coat
Tread over corpses
Ancient ideas
Ignore every warning sign
Worn the spiral thin
This must be the place
I've seen it before
The birds are all singing and
The ground is as soft as the shore
But I long to be home
Look back at the trees
That listen with their leaves
Sick with abandon,
I make my way into the sea
Of shrubs and foliage
I often forget
To breathe without thinking
Catch myself just as
My vision starts drifting away
It will be over soon
(I came, I saw, I laughed, I cried
I wished, I wanted, I knew I watched it die
Had highs and lows, I missed the most
I ever have in my whole life
Because of you, because of you)
Survive on the plants that
The woods offer to me
But I can't help but notice
The shadows I sometimes can see
In the corner of my eye
(I came, I saw, I laughed, I cried
I wished, I wanted, I knew I watched it die
Had highs and lows, I missed the most
I ever have in my whole life
Because of you, because of you)
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Never Mattered
05:42
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Winter lent me its mercy
Random songs of forgiveness
Forced me to become guilty
Summer is over, fulfilling my wish
It's greater than I have known
Gain no knowledge of my own
Neutrality can't bother you
Humility is better alone
Purge yourself of my soul
Purge yourself of my soul
Purge yourself of my soul
I will learn to forgive you
Notice the change in myself
No longer do I worry about you
Place my mug upon the shelf
Proud of how quickly I got through
Reality will set in soon
Never have I been immune
One more gloomy afternoon
I hope it'll all be over soon
Purge yourself of my soul
Purge yourself of my soul
Purge yourself of my soul
I will learn to forgive you
Purge yourself of my soul
Purge yourself of my soul
Purge yourself of my soul
I will learn to forgive you
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3. |
Bright Eyed
04:23
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Paint, painting from a vision I'd had
Made in the image of you
Freeing the ghost from the canvas
Made in a dream, fleeting
Even for a moment,
It was all I wanted
Wanted
Emotions, transposed to physical life
Only colors in my animal mind
Coerced by the smallest of gestures
Step by cautious step, I tremble, ears perked up and tail on edge
Even for a moment,
It was all I wanted
Wanted
Wanted
Wanted
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Ears Perked Up
08:17
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A spring in the clearing, I've been living off of a fountain
Hear the calls of the birds and the wind coming off of the mountain
The rain is warm, there's steam coming off of the lake
Stillness in plants, the silence is loud and I don't know how much more I can take
Stray from the clearing into the risk of the wind
Forsaken the safety and to the disease I have given in
Shells of cicadas, morning dew evaporates
There's plenty of time, I just hope I can find a place to stay
Reason why I find myself wandering for days
Mess of sprouts, plants will follow me around
Ears perked up, waiting for a sound
Night settles in, the quiet buzz becomes softer
Enveloping mist and the subtle smell of the water
Find dry soil, prepare myself for rest
My thoughts are racing, is this some kind of test?
It has to be, instinct is there to protect me
If I am to die, it's because I was supposed to
Everything's clear, this is what was intended
I am afraid, but this is what was predestined
Reason why I find myself wandering for days
Mess of sprouts, plants will follow me around
Ears perked up, waiting for a sound
Ears perked up, ears perked up, ears perked up, preparing for a sound
Ears perked up, ears perked up, ears perked up, preparing for a sound
Ears perked up, ears perked up, ears perked up, preparing for a sound
Ears perked up, ears perked up, ears perked up, preparing for a sound
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Melon
05:36
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Just fiction, embedded
At the approach of a friend
Hidden away, I regretted
Letting it happen to begin with
Just fiction, crossing the threshold
Of who I am to me, and who I am to them
If I let it define me
Then everything's over
Over
Over
Over
Deprived, dulling of senses
Worthless pile of rot
Fallen in love with the characters
You've created in your body of work
But I am a nervous wreck and
The people I know are nervous wrecks as well
Dreaming of closure, hoping for peace
Praying that one day, he can be me
And I can be him
And we can be one
He can be me
And I can be him
And we can be one
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6. |
Chasing the Tail
07:02
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Instrumental
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7. |
It Will Be Over Soon
05:25
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Ascend, build this day on perfect glass
Click in place, directly upon the grass
Alive, broken bones won't hold you back
Crease the paper, draw a line
Derail one more time
What do you know?
What do you know?
You only know what you've been told
What do you know?
What do you know?
What do you know?
What do you know?
You only know what you've been told
What do you know?
What do you know?
Assume, brackish ocean foam and sand
Cleanse yourself, distance acquires you
Aspire, boast your victory to the pack
Cut the meat, give up the scraps
It will be over soon
What do you know?
What do you know?
You only know what you've been told
What do you know?
What do you know?
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Cam Shortridge Long Beach, Mississippi
Cam Shortridge is a 16-year-old singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist based in Mississippi. Recording from his bedroom after school, he blends lush guitar passages and harsh Shoegaze noise with synths, pianos, and drum samples to create songs influenced by post-rock as well as dream pop and neo-psychedelia. His album "Season of Dead Air" is out now. ... more
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