1. |
Birch Tree
03:29
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I loved you like an old birch tree
Bent down to kneel and pray at the forest floor
The roots spread wide and they were deep
Put there before the first Americans
Were run out of town
Shot to the ground
You loved me like a dog in heat
Condemned to cry outside of your windowsill
Did you know I survived for years
Scraping the bowl for a meal
Dust on your shelf
Whatever helped
I don’t need a father anymore
I can’t be your animal no more
I loved you like an old birch tree
Condemned to cry outside of your windowsill
Did you know I survived for years
Scraping the bowl for a meal
I lied to myself
Whatever helped
I don’t need a father anymore
I can’t be your animal no more
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2. |
Free Now
04:50
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I’m so free now moving slowly in the waves
I’m so over it, I don’t even know my name
And when they ask me where is the man with the charismatic hands?
I don’t even cry
Like a little girl I go out to see the day
You’d be proud of me, sleeping through the night and everything
And when I come around in the town, you will not even know
My face is like a ghost
Free now
Free now
Free now
I used to just forget myself and in your eyes I’d know
And now I find illusion is the final thing to go
Free now
Free now
Free now
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3. |
Dead On Arrival
03:52
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Home
In the mirror gone
When we finally met
You were already dead on arrival
Front of your idol
Ride out in the rain, in the silvery hours
You brought me a bouquet of poisonous flowers
I’d like to meet you there out by the water tower
I -I-I-I
Put down a healthy stem
Cuz you’re just one of them
Ripped to shreds and dead on arrival
Somebody else’s idol
In the mercury hours
You brought me a bouquet of poisonous flowers
I’d like to meet you there out by the water tower
I
Amon amon amon amon Amonyville! Amonyville!
(You told me it would last, covered in grass
Right down to the soil, in a box made of pine)
Ride out in the rain, in the silvery hours
You brought me a bouquet of poisonous flowers
I’d like to meet you there out by the water tower
Aaaah
You said that it would last covered in grass
You said you felt just fine in a box made of pine
I’d like to meet you there
I wanna see you waving goodbye
By the time you arrived
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4. |
Kiss Me
03:19
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So now that I got you I know
Just what it is to be sold or stolen like a pirate’s treasure
Sparkling like a new magazine
When we have company please they’re coming soon so sweep me under
Kiss me like you’ve never met me
Touch me when I don’t expect it
You’ve changed
You’ve changed
Hands, oh how I love yours the most
Walking in our winter coats we’ve got a lifetime left to wonder
Why we did it the way we did
What if it wasn’t the best? We’ve reached the bridge so throw me over
Throw me over
Kiss me like you’ve never met me
Hold me when I least expect it
You’ve changed (tell me what you think of me)
You’ve changed (when you get your hooks in me)
You’ve changed (and if there’s a better man)
You’ve changed (can he do it like I can?)
Kiss me like you’ve never met me
Touch me when I don’t expect it
You’ve changed
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5. |
17
03:38
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When I was a sad girl, an awful girl
Cigarettes in cars
You took me to the lighthouse and walked me down
The cliff beneath the fog
I like I like I like
I’d like to see you soon
I wait and wait it feels like forever
If you saw me now would you take me out?
Just like the kid that I knew when I was only 17
Out along the coastline the salty house
Was dying in the wind
I wanna get my hands cold, my fortune told
The future’s coming in
And the ground could crack at any moment
If you saw me now, would you take me out?
Over the bridge
The city looks so pretty in the dark
Would you know just how everything’s the same
The older we get?
It’s a good thing we were only 17
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6. |
White Noise
03:29
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Tapped into the sainted strand
On top of the painted land
I wanna be where I find
You tangled in power lines
Far gone with the pixels drawn
White noise in a hollow cavern
I wanna be where you are
Can you hear me through all the static?
All the time
Gonna try
Let me know what you decide
All the time
Tangled in power lines
It’s hard to see your best friends
They wander with painted faces
I wanna be where you are
Can you feel me through all the static?
All the time
Gonna try
Let me know what you decide
All the time
Tangled in power lines
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7. |
Summertime
03:21
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Summertime
Going out at night
Drive real fast
While the wind is high
I don’t want to feel you say goodbye
No, I never want to give my heart to someone’s goodbye
What a guy
Runaway at night
Now the stars
Dripping into our eyes
I don’t want to feel you say goodbye
No, I never want to give my heart to someone’s goodbye
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8. |
Don't Know A Good Thing
03:48
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Don’t know a good thing when I see one
And I can’t look it in the eye
Sometimes the best days make me cry
If I could keep you in the morning
And you would stay with me all-day
Someday we’d both know what to say
But I can’t help you
I can’t help you
Don’t know a good thing when I see it
And I can’t look him in the eye
Sometimes the best days make me cry
But I can’t help you
I can’t help you
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9. |
Love's The Illusion
03:06
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Heading back to see you in the rain
Heading back to see you don’t be late
Love’s the illusion keeps me coming back this way
And if you can’t come down to see me that’s okay
Heading back with one thing on my mind
If it’s like the last time i’ll be fine
Love’s the illusion keeps me coming back each time
And if you can’t come down to see me that’s just fine
There’s a lady in red helps me fly overseas
If it’s all in my head would you just tell me please
Heading back to see you in the rain
Heading back to see you don’t be late
Love’s the illusion keeps me coming back this way
And if you can’t come down to see me that’s okay
That’s okay
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Drew Citron New York, New York
Brooklyn indie-rock stalwart Drew Citron formed Beverly in 2013, after having got her start as a touring member with Frankie Rose and The Pains of Being Pure of Heart. With Free Now, Citron, one of the most beautiful voices in Indie Rock, comes to the table with a whole lot of pain to sing about and the full musical knowledge to put herself, and her talents, front and center. ... more
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