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I’ll miss almonds, I’ll miss olives, I’ll miss wild tuna
I’ll miss the words for different birds, the fog in Petaluma
California’s burning, all the In-and-Outs and pluots
All my friends keep whispering: good night I guess we blew it
All my friends keep whispering: good night I guess we blew it
We tumble down the spillway, hit this shindig feeling fucked
So we shoot the sheriff’s billboard, make a blood pact with our thumbs
Travis has a kid now, Jesse moved to Tennessee
You can’t smell the fentanyl behind the T-Ball tee
Travis likes to stay up frying eggs and standing still
Jesse took his shirt off in the desert near the well
And he stared into the well
And he yelled into the well:
There are no more almond trees
There are no more rocket ships
All my friends keep whispering
I love you but I feel like…
Forget it, forget it, forget it again
Forget it, forget it, are you still my...
Forget it, forget it, forget it again
Forget it, forget it, are you still my friend?
We trickle through the kiddie pool and pimple up our smiles
So we stencil FUCK near Thrifty’s, leave the ice cream in a pile
Hunter has a double chin, Charlene was in Iraq
Hunter stocks the vegetables, then he stocks the beauty racks
Charlene sprays her screen door screen with Raid most every night
Hunter drains his forty then begs everyone to fight
Everyone should fight
Everyone alive
There are no more almond trees
There are no more rocket ships
All my friends keep whispering
I love you but I feel like…
Forget it, forget it, forget it again
Forget it, forget it, are you still my...
Forget it, forget it, forget it again
Forget it, forget it, are you still my friend?
I’ll miss Travis, I’ll miss Jesse
I’ll miss Hunter’s double chin
I’ll miss Charlene, she made the team
I am just a citizen
I won't miss the world, I'll miss
The way I walked around
I don't love the world, I love
The way it all went down
There are no more almond trees
There are no more rocket ships
All my friends keep whispering
I love you but I feel like… shit
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Attic Full of Barbie Limousines
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Coca Cola Vigil
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Secret to Let Go
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5. |
Meet Me in the Dark
04:25
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Meet me in the dark, you can never tell
Meet me in the dark, oh it’ll never help
Meet me in the dark, you can never tell
Meet me in the dark
We got lost in the summer wind
Might as well've changed our names
I don’t much go for regret
I'm pretty sure you’d say the same
I was working at the mill
Scrawling rhymes on sugar bags
Thought to whisper them to you
But they all just seemed contrived
Meet me in the dark, you can never tell
Meet me in the dark, oh it’ll never help
Meet me in the dark, you can never tell
Meet me in the dark
You couldn't swim, I couldn't drive
We couldn't sleep, our skin just knew
You mentioned how your mother died
I nodded while I knelt for you
When September straggled in
We flipped a coin on who would leave
You called me from your mother's bed
You answered very quietly
Meet me in the dark, you can never tell
Meet me in the dark, oh it’ll never help
Meet me in the dark, you can never tell
Meet me in the dark, oh it’ll never help
Where are you tonight she said
Where are you tonight she said
Where are you tonight she said
Where are you?
There is no way to break the past
The sugar beets on every train
I touched your face, it doesn't last
We pile up, we never change
You took a steak knife to my pillow
All its feathers they were blue
I just put off everything
Everything except for you
Meet me in the dark, you can never tell
Meet me in the dark, oh it’ll never help
Meet me in the dark, you can never tell
Meet me in the dark
Oh it'll never help
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6. |
River Boys
03:06
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Travis I guess was a pit boss, boys
At the tribal casino up the road
Caught his own son in a blackjack scam
Shot himself in his bathrobe
Boys! Boys, boys, boys
Gotta gimme more than that
(Boys, boys, boys)
Meet me out back, out back
Sleep sleep sleep in the river boys
Rest in the mossy green bed
Sleep sleep sleep in the river boys
Lay in the water till we’re dead
Lay in the water till we’re dead
Clay was like “Hey! will I ever get out
Of this bison and Wal-Mart town?”
He lit himself on fire in the post office
Officer, I dream of his mouth
Boys! Boys, boys, boys
Gotta gimme more than that
(Boys, boys, boys)
Meet me out back, out back
Sleep sleep sleep in the river boys
Rest in the mossy green bed
Sleep sleep sleep in the river boys
Lay in the water till we’re dead
Lay in the water till we’re dead
Please don’t cry for me boys, cry in your soft white beds
Please don’t cry for me boys, tell a joke to a stranger instead
Please don’t cry for me boys, the river always wanted to be red
Please don't cry for me boys, the river always wanted to be red
Sleep sleep sleep in the river boys
Rest in the mossy green bed
Sleep sleep sleep in the river boys
Lay in the water till we’re dead
Lay in the water till we’re dead
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7. |
It's Ketchup (We're Fuckups)
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8. |
Takes Tall Walks
04:19
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I loved the kitchens of all my friends
Every mug for whiskey, every regal pet
And I bumped the knobs on all their stoves
It wasn't my job, but I never let go
I hated the tree where you painted the door
The car where they found you wasn’t even yours
I hated the way there was nothing to say
Inside all the faces we made with your name
You could've called anybody you knew
Even the ones who can never forgive you
You told the world I feel lost
You told the world let me off
You watched the lightning take tall walks
You told the world I
Feel lost
You loved the team when they ran up the score
WD-40 in a quiet drawer
There were some nights when I would get scared
You put your hands on the back of the chair
I hated the tube that they stuck in your throat
The fist that you opened when the pain let you go
I hated the ocean with the ash in the waves
The way that the water can’t remember your name
You couldn’t call anybody you knew
Even the ones who can never forgive you
You told the world I feel lost
You told the world let me off
You watched the lightning take tall walks
You told the world I
Feel lost
And I want to tell you I see everything
Two redwood trees at the edge of the beach
I want to lie like I see everything
I see every see every see every thing
And I want to tell you I see everything
Two redwood trees at the edge of the beach
I want to lie like I see everything
I see every see every see every thing
How do I know if these secrets work?
How do I know what to tremble through?
Sweeping avocados in the alley where
I used to live and so did you
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9. |
Goddamn Universe
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10. |
Imagine a Fire You Can Wear as a Coat
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Clementine Was Right Denver, Colorado
clementinewasright.com
Clementine Was Right is the songwriting project of Denver-
based poets Mike Young and Gion Davis.
Chronicling years of uprooting, the music gallops and sways through lyric-driven, hook-smeared bootgaze and western emo, harmonizing and storytelling.
Reach out at: clementinewasright@gmail.com
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