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Song for Santa Fe (Dry Lips)

from Saint Maximilian by Jane Tragic

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Dry lips to cigarette, cigarette to dry lips
If I knew the sun was exploding I’d want it to end like this
So many years I’ve been wandering round
Collecting new identities like a human lost and found
All around

All I can stomach are cigarettes and Pat the Bunny’s voice
Sometimes I try to eat but I don’t think I have a choice
And I daydream now and then that there’s no food, just folk
And I don’t have a body, I’m a disparate cloud of smoke

So I’ll run, run away to the desert
I’ll take the love inside my heart and lay it to rest
And I’ll drop it off the boat and into the Severn
And leave this shitshow town behind, you and all the rest
All the rest

Down in the desert there’s something big and wise
It eats away at sadness whenever someone cries
It chews away humidity, it devours the rain
The sky is clear and full of stars, it conquers all my pain
All my pain

And I hate little tensions like the one between you and me
Like the one between the clear sky and the wine-dark sea
And when I say your name there’s tension in there too
Such a little tension, how can I get to you?

So I’ll run, run away all the way to Santa Fe
My dad says I’ll be miserable anywhere I roam
But at least those little tensions will finally go away
And I’ll have peace and quiet, just me, all alone
all alone

My friend gave me a hug and I wept into her shoulder
I was born to be young and I was born to get older
And if I live past thirty I swear to god I will
Be playing all my music, I'll be in the desert still
I’ll be there still

Clamp my feet to the earth, clamp the earth to the sky
Clamp my heart shut with an unbreakable chain
Clamp my eyes shut so I don’t cry
I need a love so hard it gets clamped to my brain

So I’ll run, run away to the sage and the mountains
The dry air and the wild cows and the dusty sky
And I’ll breathe in the wind and I’ll bathe in the fountains
And love myself more than I did when I said goodbye
Said goodbye

And I only like you when I’m drunk and high and maybe that’s a reason to quit

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from Saint Maximilian, released March 8, 2020

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heartsick proletarian folk punk & alt-folk from nashville

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