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SAND
05:21
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RUNNING MAN
03:47
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son to his father says
you're a running man
where are you off to at night
are you sleeping here
RU-NING RU-NING RU-NING
son, i'm out searching the lake
for the fire flies
burning their lights
as they fade away
RU-NING RU-NING RU-NING
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LIKE BOTH
04:26
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i like both
whatever you have
it pays to sew
all the seedlings
is the science sound
you cant feel it
you just need it around
when it snows
you can't leave them
you're too far behind
they take what they can
when you feed them
their arms reaching out
you'll find
that you see them
wherever you roam
secret dream police
night beats on the door
sleep drugs cigarettes
co------caine
deep space figurines
dancing on the floor
spinning sillouettes
in your head
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TWEEZER CHEF
03:44
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FACELESS
05:03
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Faceless, why do you leave
nothing but a photograph
did you not think i'd need
your words in my ear
so bad you couldn't meet
you left us for the wind
why now are you standing here
what do you want to see
faceless ill never be
ill stand and face the heat
to face the insanity
for you it makes me free
did you come for your things..
the ones left from the war
the sands have all blown away
two strangers facing east
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SLANG TRANSIT
06:35
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KEEP ON TELLING MYSELF
03:45
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SEE YOURSELF
04:26
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My body is a temple
i don't treat it like one
it's been a rough year traveling around the sun
but i sing my song
of how much i love
until I'm out of breath and my face is blue
you don't see yourself
you don't see yourself
you don't see yourself the way i do
and i don't see myself
i don't see myself
i don't see myself without you….without you
so ill sing my song
louder and louder
until you feel the same way too…
from the mountain tops
and the valleys
wherever you may be
you don't see yourself
you don't see yourself
you don't see yourself the way i do
and i don't see myself
i don't see myself
i don't see myself without you….without you
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KILLING FIELDS
06:07
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to and from the killing fields
with pockets full of ash
nothing but the
hundred yard stares
they see right through you
and your armored plated chest
wounds too deep now
and they're all too fresh
the rough terrain,
their hateful eyes
there's something in us they despise
but, the dream will live on
for generations
don't let the hearts of the wicked take you
but I've been to the mountain top
where the wind blows
so hard, you're falling forward
and your body is cold
here comes the rain
dark clouds pressing
a slow refrain
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DREW MILLER & CURIOKEY CLUB Louisville, Kentucky
CURIOKEY CLUB is odd metered grooves, tight horn lines, fuzzed out bass, cinematic expression, swirling synths,
improvisation, freak outs, story telling, ripping guitar, moments of funk and experiments of sound.
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Frontman, saxophonist and singer Drew Miller spent much of 2015 playing, touring and recording with Bonnie Prince Billy and most of 2016-2017, touring with Houndmouth,
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