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Broken Skylight

by Chore Choir

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1.
In the dark I tried to find some sacred testament Buried in the pit of it: the myth of quitting time But shards of light get in my eyes and I can't get rid of it Like drops of medicine, maybe heaven-sent You might not want it but it's time You might not want it but it's heaven-sent When the happiness is split from "what you want" and "who you are" Between the kitchen and the bar, the swinging door just hits In the face that just won't quit. O the times of old! Between the door and the bold, Broken window high above, blue and luminous It's just the two of us, nothing to speak of but I was blue and high above I was blue and high above Chimes and keychains, don't be afraid! It's not as bad as it may seem Just time to wake up from your dreams It's a new day all around! Let's walk to town and feel the air Please don't act like you don't care "Please don't act like you don't care," she turned and said. "Outside lies the street, which is also like a bed!"
2.
Bluegrass 01:49
I wasn't raised on bluegrass I'm from the suburbs I can't sing a song that I haven't suffered I'm not united with the culture I'm not entitled to the pain And when I suffer, it's mild and wild and strange Tried some cowboy boots, yeah, but they were useless Listened to someone's roots but I'm still rootless So I drove to the music store They told me what I've been looking for I needed something more I was born on the open plain in the market Submitted to the endless chain once in a Target I was a bagger in a grocery store Singing "That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore" Till I was shown the door I wasn't raised on bluegrass I'm from the suburbs I can't sing a song that I haven't suffered I haven't suffered
3.
The eyes of Texas are upon you All the live long days Deep in the heart of Texas
4.
New Me 03:45
I was dreaming you were heaving at my open casket viewing I'm all clean shaven with some blush for my blue cheeks In the Sanctuary of Forbidden Blue Jeans Some were surprised that death is different than the movies Words were spoken by someone who never knew me Like "heroic" or "stoic" he spoke of acts of dignity Eyes were rolling; sighs rise from underneath Assorted sniffles and tissues to keep the noses clean Quiet exodus to dinner at Luby's Where as usual conversation tends to stick like Goobers in your teeth To the pub 'cause the day was kind of gloomy My buddies look above and raise a glass to toast the new me I'm frozen, unchosen, at poison ivy'd gravesite Claustrophobic and I can't get to sleep at night In the morning maybe see if I can fly Fishing for memories like I'm looking for my light You say my name and all my world goes bright Like an abandoned cigarette landing on the highway at night Landing on the highway at night Lighting up the highway night
5.
Other People 03:59
I'm singing for the heart of someone who's been bad to other people Looking for a little more fun to get his sad heart beating Wishing he could travel through time and just be kind to those that need it I'm singing for the heart of someone who once was blind; now he can see it It was a long, long time ago Now you're on your own Stuck like a hotel window It's everywhere you go I'm singing for the heart of someone who's been bad to other people Drinking bottles in the hot sun The plastic bag stuck on a steeple Never listened to the Old Though they told about the Evil I'm singing for the heart of someone who's been bad to other people You know just who you are Safe inside a bar Staring at the fallen snow You could go outside but no I'm singing for the heart of someone who's been bad to other people
6.
Wanderlust 03:10
Let's go away to Kentucky Or Ohio, how you shove me Saw you smile in the courtyard rain I was alive, wild, like I'd been born again Have I been bad, Massachusetts? You gave me everything you had but I went through it I'm gonna miss our Missouri Wish I could kiss all her blisters and worry... The fall was magical 'til our bodies fell in sync with the season Autumn doesn't get sad, it gets even Wish I could place you above me All the way to Kentucky Carolina arise to new terrain Over wild spires down the cobblestone drain In the courtyard in the pouring rain Where my startled heart would start and peel away The fall was magical 'til our bodies fell in sync with the season Don't surrender to gravity's hands in the evening

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released February 10, 2017

All songs by Nate Braeuer

Nate Braeuer: Voice, piano, drums, Casio, bells & whistle
Ryan Trott: Guitars and bass

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Lance Koehler at Minimum Wage Studios in Richmond, VA

Artwork by Ryan Trott

Special thanks to:
KK, Susan & Marisa
for unending support and inspiration

For my brother Matt

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