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Motherlove
05:37
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Deerswim
02:01
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It's a start
03:48
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It’s a start
I’ll let you into my heart
If you can find me in the dark
I shine but I’m made of tin
Lots of empty space within
I need somebody, you need someone
If there’s a lesson to read up on it’s
Open your heart, it’s a start…
I’m the centre of my mess
Cleaning up is common sense
The reigning in of my excess
Goes against all evidence
I need somebody, you need someone
Hang all the grammar, it really don’t matter
How this comes to pass, It’s the start…
Cry ballistic over the love on the rise, on the tide
My crimes are listed, open me up, look inside
Choose a wire, be careful which you cut.
Copyright Barton Hartshorn 2017
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Drive your moped across the sea
Come to me,
oh lay your body down
the island is sleeping
but I’m here keeping it real
Come to me
Oh let me hear the sound
the click of the engine
that’s building the tension I feel
Come to me
I’m helpless I declare
I’m hooked on this feeling of love
and I’m reeling I swear
Come to me
Oh trade your set ‘o wheels
for something the ocean
can set forth in motion for real
Throw your chemistry
Throw your chemistry in with mine
Drop your anchor in place and time
See the tide is awash with lines of symmetry
In this tapestry
In this tapestry we combine
Let the weft and the weave align
Drive your moped across the sea to be with me
Try not to take it all
Try not to take it all
Try not to take it all so seriously
But in the end even that thought defeats me…
Copyright Barton Hartshorn 2017
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ECG
03:06
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The dust
04:11
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The Dust
I’m the one to say what you mean to me
You can only choose how to feel
Take away your words and you’re hard to read
Take away your love and I’m lost
On the dust…
the dust
the dust
the dust
Summer dialect in for a warmer clime
Autumn finds me walking on steam
Drying out my lust over winter coals
Breaking out in sweat when I dream
Of the dust
the dust
the dust
the dust
Where do you get off coming home alone?
Don’t you know that two’s company?
In the dust…
Copyright Barton Hartshorn 2017
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I give to you
04:11
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I give to you
The way I cry when I'm in confusion
I give to you, I give to you...
My bad decisions & how I drew them
I give to you, I give to you...
My lower jaw and my best delusion
I give to you, I give to you...
All the above and my expectation
I give to you, I give to you...
So don't go saying that I never gave you nothing
& count your blessings it was all I had.
So don't come around here
saying that all you got from me was broken
I'd be thankful it was all I had
The way I push 'till i'm an intrusion
I give to you, I give to you...
My disappointment I wasn't chosen
I give to you, I give to you...
My lower jaw and my best delusion
I give to you, I give to you...
All the above and my expectation
I give to you, I give to you...
Copyright Barton Hartshorn 2017
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Middlepoint
01:42
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You can't help what you turn into
You can't help what you turn into
It'll happen anyway
Moved my logic to my rib cage
Then I moved it back again
Though the effect was liberating
and the event caused much astir
You can't help what you, help what you
help what you turn into.
Got experiments and controls
Sign on the door says stay away
Looking into forms of protein
To lend my mind a certain sway
You can't help what you turn into...
You can't help what you turn into
You will never have a say
If your identity defeats you
in a Klark Kent sort of way
then just make sure that where you're going
there's a phone box on the way
You can't help what you turn into....
copyright Barton Hartshorn 2017
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Neurovision
02:39
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The tree
02:50
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The tree
You thought you were taking a different road
But it all leads you here in the end
So reach out
Climb up
Branch out
Sit down
Look around
Take it in
Let go
Fall out
do it again…
Copyright Barton Hartshorn 2017
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Out of my reach
03:56
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Out of my reach
Summer's child is fair and wild
Owns the sun, tells the time
Sets in the west, why I confess
Is over my head.
Multiples of twos and threes
Newton's laws and apple trees
These I can teach but all that you need
Is out of my reach
Copyright 2017 Barton Hartshorn
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