1. |
sketch
01:48
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I'll make space for a plan
Too many things in my head
And I say "darlin'"
Oh, and I say "darlin'"
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sundial
04:22
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Sewing the neck holes of our sweaters closed
Everyone I know became a poet, oh,
When that big moon rose
Curling up like ferns in the early spring
Hungry fingers furling, gripping aimlessly
In search of you
You’re like a riptide
Pulling me in, and I don’t mind
You’re like a sundial
Chasing the light around in July
In the grocery, my heart beats
Faster than it’d like to comfortably
‘Cause I thought of you
You told me what you hope to share with me
Maybe buy a farm, start a family
And get out of this city
You’re like a green light
After punching out of my 9-5
You’re like a bull’s eye
I weirdly hit on my first try
Oh, wow!
You’re like a riptide
You’re like a green light
You’re like a bull’s eye
You’re like a sundial
Chasing around the light in July
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3. |
fickle one
04:05
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Missing Phoebe
Miss being needed
Miss falsely feeling completed
Well the vault’s empty
And I’m feeling defeated
I feel stuck and I feel dumb
For sticking around this long
I feel sick and I feel numb
From licking the wounds you’ve caused
Feeling lonely
Feel an aching, feel it closely
Feel a strange and angry kind of horny
And it’s strangling me
Without warning
I feel stuck and I feel dumb
For sticking around this long
I feel sick and I feel numb
From licking your wounds too hard
Why’d you think you could change my mind?
Why’d you think you could change my mind?
Why’d you think you could change my mind?
Why’d you think you could change my mind?
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4. |
kinda wanna
04:30
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Piles of petals
The sage is drying up
Lavender leaves its scent from you to me
Yellow walls and turquoise table tops
Try to let it go, but I cannot
Salad tossed
In pretty patterned bowls
Fava beans waiting patiently
Chives and dill have all been freshly chopped
Scattered nicely, sprinkled right on top
But the food hasn’t been touched yet
Cheese hasn’t been touched yet
Drinks haven’t been touched
And I’ll bite the bullet
And you’ll bite the dust
Pewter shines
A mirror in the sun
A birthday cake, the candles all blown out
Abandoned glass of whisky on the ground
The ants can’t wait to dive right in and drown
Fingerprint
Blandishing
Sketching out the shapes between us two
The silky moon ransacked the afternoon
As the tent converted into a cocoon
And I don't wanna rush it
You don't wanna rush it
It'd be dumb to rush in
But I can't help but nudge you
Kinda wanna touch you
Desire weaving out and in
I’ll bite the bullet
And you’ll bite the dust
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5. |
'cause your bones did
03:14
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Meridian Providence, Rhode Island
Meridian is the writing & recording project of multi-instrumentalist, Christiana Guglietti. Based in Providence, RI,
Meridian uses tchotchkes from her home, various instruments, & her friend's looper pedal to create soundscapes inspired by long (and frequented) discussions about feelings, nuance, and the outside (and inside) world.
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