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lyrics

The sunrise falls into my bilingual street and
My lips reach across America to meet yours
Just a little cracked and singing
By the windy Hudson River I assume

But if you were here in Logan Square
Then we'd walk beneath the yellows browns and reds
And we would talk about the beauty and the death
Over our heads
But now I'm cold with dread and you ain't here
To read me the Spanish church signs

Yeah these are rambling words for a rambling time
I let myself out of my window every night
To search for your eyes while my body lies
A-quaking and a-quivering,
Forgotten by my wandering soul

First Chorus:
Oh once I held you close up on the rock
Above the river in my town
I thought if this crisp air were water, baby
You and I would drown
But baby I could not die now,
I'm too lonely and confounded...
But I would have died then.

I meant to write this song for you
But here I am singing about me
That's because even if you were happy babe
I'd be in misery
So far away in perfect loneliness
Beauty burned at every turn

I walked into my market full of
Oranges and dark greens
And I smashed a squash upon the ground
And gathered up the seeds
Just like the geese I think of leaving
Flying in formation with myself

You see I am growing sicker, and you are no saint
So I think I best return to you and kiss you
Before it's too late
And my lips have turned to cold steel metal
And my eyes a dust colored gray

Second Chorus:
Oh I once believed I couldn't cry
That all sensation dried up in my eyes
But now I pause to look around
I find that tears have drenched my thighs
Well baby I am not a slave
Nor is any soul under the sky
So why does every living breath
Sound like a symphony of dy-dy-ing

Like a symphony of dy-y-y-ing
Like a symphony of ooo (repeated)

[First chorus repeats]

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from Live at Rockwood Music Hall, released April 15, 2015
Nick Bloom: Guitar/Vocals
David Halpern: Bass/Vocals
Reid Jenkins: Violin/Vocals
Written by Nick Bloom

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Bold Forbes New York, New York

Bold Forbes blends the stories and poetry of the folk-singer tradition with genre-busting arrangements for strings and voice. Lyricist Nick Bloom writes songs that above all urge the listener to feel life deeply, while bassist David Halpern and violinist Reid Jenkins create arrangements that haunt, surprise, and inspire, creating a sound both challenging and eminently listenable. ... more

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