Smoking Gun

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It all sounds the same

If I keep quiet with my wings open wide
Would you remember me? A shiver in the night
This head full of swallows can’t fly through the rain
Tried to forget you, it all sounds the same

Oh I’ve been crying by this little river
There’s no smoking gun that could shoot through me now
I was only a child, buried this bird inside me
Someone wipe the earth from my hands and my brow

Your wearing those jewels made of cheap kerosene
I don’t trust the rainbows, exhausted my dreams
Seen them gathering rust round your pretty eyes
That’s the first sign you’ve told too many lies

Oh I’ve been crying by this little river
There’s no smoking gun that could shoot through me now
I was only a child, buried this bird inside me
Someone wipe the earth from my hands and my brow

Arsonist set fire to the plans I have made
There’s nobody who cared to put out the flame
I’ve found myself sitting alone in your grandstand
I promise you I’d do it over again

Oh I’ve been crying by this little river
There’s no smoking gun that could shoot through me now
I was only a child, buried this bird inside me
Someone wipe the earth from my hands and my brow

Oh my words have been hanging in the town square
The pigeons pecked the eyes out the townspeople stare
Someone stop the wind from singing through my bones
Won’t you take me back now? Retribution is sown?

It all sounds the same

Don’t know my way back to where we have been
Told me not to feel or they’d peel back my skin
I’m a blackbird caught in a barbed wire lie
I thought I had let you go, fly wherever you like

Oh I’ve been crying by this little river
There’s no smoking gun that could shoot through me now
I was only a child, buried this bird inside me
Someone wipe the earth from my hands and my brow

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from AFRAID I CAN'T SWIM, released October 20, 2015

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EMMA JUNE Amherst, Massachusetts

Emma June sings about the ways in which we build ourselves into empty factories of potential productivity & transform ourselves into lonely machines, the campaign to keep heart, head & hands connected & yes, love lost & won.

Music unfolds into a howl, towers of dreamy harmonies, reverberant instrumentation, while the riverside rings with red-winged blackbirds & takes you away without apology.
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