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In light of recent events we are trying to discover
The things that we fear we've lost throughout the years
And now it's finally leaving
Escaping the clutches of my hands
It's leaving, it's letting go now
It's leaving
In light of recent events we are trying to discover
The things that we fear we've lost throughout the years
And now it's finally leaving
Escaping the clutches of my hands
It's leaving, it's letting go now
It's leaving, it's letting go now
It's leaving, it's letting go
Letting go
Letting go
Letting go
Letting go
Letting go
Letting go
Letting go
In light of recent events we are trying to discover
The things that we fear we've lost throughout the years
And now it's finally leaving
Escaping the clutches of my hands
It's leaving, it's letting go now
It's leaving
It's gone
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You're not as cool as a kalimba
I hate to say it but it's true
You're simply not as cool as a kalimba
A kalimba is much cooler than you
And even though you try and you try
You'll never be as cool as the guy
Who's head is shaped like a kalimba
His head is shaped like a kalimba
I'd say that's pretty neat
I'm not trying to say you aren't cool
But a kalimba can do much more than you
They're also pretty cheap on amazon
I can buy one right now for 16 bucks
And even though it isn't my favorite kind
Of an instrument it's cool to show it to the guy
At the counter of the the deli
As you purchase some fresh jelly
To toss it off into the harbor
To get a voucher to the barber
And if you're wondering why there's no kalimba in this song
We left it backstage after a gig
And forgot to get it back
(I regret it to this day)
Even though I had the opportunity
To buy one at a shop in D.C
I instead bought a harmonium
After trading in my euphonium
It now lives inside my cranium
It built itself a stadium
I guess a kalimba really isn't that cool after all
But it's still cooler than you
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I don’t have hope for many things in my life, but this one
I don’t have love for many things in my life, just this one
I am an angry and bitter man
I’m getting old and can hardly stand
But I am hopeful for the Venn diagram
It’s the only thing keeping me alive
I am hopeful for the Venn diagram
Oh how I love the Venn diagram
And I hope it lives on through my years
Of reaching for the Venn diagram
You left a box with your stuff
On my front stoop
I know you don’t wanna see me so I will just go
In the morning you won’t see me
Flying out above the town
There I go
Watch me go
For the Venn diagram
The only thing left in this empty can
Thank you Mr. Dental Plan
And I know I will walk down the street
And all the people I meet will give me the same old side eye I used to give them
They don’t know who I am
I don’t know who they are
Yet I still tell them about the diagram
About the Venn diagram
The only thing keeping me afloat
It’s the only thing that can save me now
The Venn diagram
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Tracing Parallelograms
02:49
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Tracing parallelograms
Within my head
I can see what it's like to live inside my head
I don't even know who I am anymore
"Strike down the bridge" says the man living in my head
I am hoping that the world will soon see
My house collapsing into your tree
And I hope to be one of the people in line
Awaiting for your eventual demise
Collapsing further into myself
I must now proceed through the bank in stealth
No one I think is in my tree
The bridge has fallen and the man in my head can't swim
I have been living within a shoebox
I've been distraught and alone and I have no clean socks
The wall is the place where I can trace any shape
And I'm living within a 2-dimensional plane
I am hoping that no one will see
The shoebox imploding in its entirety
And I hope that there is a lack of line
So I can just stay inside
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Bus
03:34
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I was there, standing before the bus stop
And you know we’re here for the show
I hope the bus won’t be running too late
I’m a busy guy, I’ve got plans to fake
This is part of the way
We’re all cracked up to be
This is part of the way
Get out of the way of the bus
The bus will run into us
Even if we want it to stop
The bus wont stop just for us
As we all get hit by the bus
I was there, lying down besides the sidewalk
I had just been hit by a bus
I didn’t listen to them
Now I’ve broken both my legs
I didn’t listen to them
I didn’t make way for the bus
The bus has drove into us
Despite having told it to stop
The bus plowed right on through us
We flew right up into the sky
Even at the end of time
There will always be a guy
Who will run into us
The bus will run into us
The bus will run into us
The bus will run into us
The bus will run into us
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Luke Hennisch Greenburgh, New York
I make music you may or may not listen to.
Business email: ekulestrecords@gmail.com
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Luke Hennisch recommends:
In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
by Neutral Milk Hotel
This album inspired me to pick up the guitar and get to releasing my own music. One of the most innovative records ever produced
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Bee Thousand
by Guided By Voices
One of the most brilliant records ever recorded, strikes a chord with the lo-fi and power pop side of me
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