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Elegy (Live in London)

from Live. Places. by Youngblood Brass Band

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recorded live in London, UK at the Jazz Cafe

lyrics

I'm sorry is easy to say when you've got arms to find solace in and lips to get drunk on
I remain ink-stained disdain ingrained / are you feeling entertained?
used to wonder what the pain was like when my father's heart exploded
common art sold it but this won't settle for silence / now i'm volatile with self-violence
trust me even patience wouldn't try this venerable eye-sense
since I found a beat left dying on the street and took her home to pen-stitch the bleeding rhythm
she'd been selling ism and we shared stories of correlating detonated coronaries
it's beyond scary but fear is the little death and I'm no Maud'dib
you colonized my Arrakis / helpless melange addict with the right tactic and the wrong practice
faulty emotional stillsuit left me dehydrated and rap-less
let the desert have me I didn't know it was the last kiss
you never told me it was the last kiss

so now you're gone
I'll play the solo solar soldier that's internally ignited / now where's your coal
to hell in an old soul / it can't burn like this
trial by nostalgia / like it's all love all over or all just
I guess I'm all folding god knows I can't deal holding sold trust
thought I was quicksilver but his gold rush / beat my cold crush to the promised land
took a last stand before that promise banned
tried to show promise jazz but he wandered past my thumb
and I hitched a ride alone to strife's home
a microphone a pen and bad company to keep
some things seem to seep out your pores / imbedded too deep to be indebted to speak
I'll be better next week / in the bed where you freak / I'm dead as text / believe me it's not the sex
no pity please / no patronizing subtlety suffering me / or irony laughing
publicly comedy tragically badgering my process of not mastering loss yet
game set to match light
at least give me enough cash to get back right / airport sadness indeed
and I train MCs sub-ways of emitting verbal rays
but this shit's got me busted like mass transience
or transcendence / because we all gotta transcend
gotta transcend

better my brother than my father / at least you kept it in the family
I shouldn't have assumed / that as moons rise only astute eyes
see my mind-scape's tenements bathed in light
project-laden fright / night is the time
I place self-wrought wooden dowels between street signs
so as to build thought-ladders / the rungs
my lungs exhale into you / admittedly codependent
what makes it worse are the love locks in front of the gateway
each day I add another / but your skeleton key
sees through it all with three words / so why keep building
if distance is the answer I can fake and call it ascension
aka not giving attention to how I really feel
I don't even know what rung that is
my greatest regret was not making this ladder/letter for two
I am what I write and I wrote this all about you
I'm all about you

credits

from Live. Places., released August 1, 2005
by Nat McIntosh and David Henzie-Skogen (Layered Music - SESAC)

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Original riot jazz crew, wrecking stages everywhere all the time since 1997. New EP 'Pax Instrumentals’ out now. Members are available for online lessons, commissions, arrangements, and custom studio work as well. Thanks for listening.

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