1. |
Lovers Recipe
03:48
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The instructions call for three equal parts-
Her love, my love, and your broken heart
So go ahead, crack it open so we can start
I'm so sorry
It won't be easy
I know 'cause that's been me
I've been the past other in this lovers recipe
Please don't let yourself forget what you meant every time
You held your fist to your chest and then you pressed it to mine
Even though I know we can't rewind,
I'm so sorry
It won't be easy
I know 'cause that's been me
I've been the past other in this lovers recipe
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2. |
Saline Sand
04:26
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Like sweet lemonade from sour fruit
Like blood brothers made from pain acute
Sharp sword through my spine cuts me down
So I'm cherishing the time sprawled on the ground
When all the king's horses and all the king's men
All of the testing and West medicine
Can't put me back together again
I'm finding strength in the kindness of friends
With poetry dripping pens
And a rose colored lense
I'm making amends
Healing, healing, healing, healing
Thick fluids leaking down our naked skin
Spikes of pleasure drown from pain within
I went to the desert to burn and expand
To wean myself from my lover's hand
To bathe my skin in the wind and the sand
And burn some art on a scale so grand
As the ashes scattered the land
My salt water ran
Something began...
Healing, healing, healing, healing
Healing, healing, healing, healing
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3. |
Shape Today
02:38
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Drugs keep us up tonight
Barely noticed the fade to daylight
And though a night of you and pills is my favorite,
I'm not alright
The truth crawls through your lips
It peers out timidly but then slips
It's no confession - You've done nothing wrong
It's just hard to grip
But the cheapest nights we speak of
Won't make today a tainted love
When I feel your body from above
It's love
I tell you how I did the same -
Acted out "lovers" with another, I feel ashamed
The look across your face is identical to mine
It's pain
And I bet we've both said it before
Into the ears of those we used to adore
But I hope we are forever
And I've never meant it more
The cheapest nights we speak of
Won't make today a tainted love
When I feel your body from above
It's love
It's love
It's love
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4. |
Kicking Soot
04:48
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It's not the cold that wants to creep into my bed
I've got a fleece blanket to keep me warm instead
It's not the endless conversation
That one day came to an end
I've got a good book about robots in the future that my brother gave me
And the phone number of every friend
It's not the notion of forever
We never bought the fantasy so callow and trite
We'd both learned the hard way, "love will come to an end"
So why am I so surprised we were right?
Ripe with desire
It don't sit right but I stand corrected
If love is a fire,
Then we lift a foot, kick the soot
Watch us as we stomp it out
We stomp it out
We stomp it out
Laughed a lot, never fought
Always kept composure
Always good at keeping smart even from the start
Never let our feet off the ground
On that day we took a vow
Said, "Not forever, it's just for now"
"Now" it seems came and went
What is left when "now" is spent?
I don't feel the resolution
Just calculated execution
I might take back all I said
What if I wanna lose my head?
(Kept composure, feet on the ground)
Maybe I wanna cry and scream,
Grippin' to a dyin' dream
I'll go down with the ship
No life preserver on my hip
(Not forever, just for now)
Maybe I'd like to argue
Just so I can talk to you
I think we should stay upset
Once we're not, there's nothing left
(On that day, took a vow)
It's not the cold or silence here,
Not the empty atmosphere,
Not the missing conversation
Or instant physical sensation
(Not forever, just for now)
Not the love or lack there of
It's a little bit all the above
It's the tiny voice inside my chest,
Shrinking til in peace it rests
Ripe with desire
It don't sit right but I stand corrected
If love is a fire,
Then we lift a foot, kick the soot
Watch us as we stomp it out
We stomp it out
We stomp it out
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5. |
A Truth
04:48
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Looking up at the night sky
Staring into black
A giant dome of darkness
With tiny sparkling cracks
What lies on the other side?
I squint through the holes but see only light
Is that where they say you go when you die?
To a bright light
A pure sight of piercing white
Looking out on the ocean
Staring into blue
Thinking, "Waves are just like faces-
A world beneath the view"
What lies on the other side?
Dreams and memories reside
Chemicals sway like the tide
A fluid motion
Like an ocean of emotion
Walking over pavement
Staring down at gray
Wondering if the cavemen
Ever though it'd look this way
What lies on the other side?
This gray mask, what does it hide?
Is there a beauty that we've nullified
Because we've forgotten what it once was?
That it once was?
And the story goes...
It goes on and on and on
I believe in a truth
I believe in a truth too big to see
Look in any direction
And you're staring at infinity
From an airplane window
Looking out on the world
A canvas for some creator
Or maybe some paint spilled
That's how it all begins-
In perfect harmony or in dissonance
Either way it makes no difference
Because we all pretend there's no meaning
Well, there's meaning
And the universe...
It goes on and on and on and on
I believe in a truth
I believe in a truth too big to see
Look in any direction
And you're staring at infinity
This moment here right now
It's real it's you and me
I believe in a truth
I believe in a truth too big to see
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Willow Steps Oakland, California
Willow Steps combines the folky, introspective tunes of Jesse Strickman with the angelic harmonies of Leiya
Mahoney.
After three years of touring, recording, and shooting music videos, Willow Steps parted ways as a band (not as friends) to pursue new life goals. Leiya opened the SunRoom and Jesse launched a solo project:
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JesseLorenStrickman.com
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