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rhododendron ❀
02:05
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winding down from
episodes of dreaming
i’m dying in the springtime
i'm waiting for the right sign
to call it before summer
when thinking is no object
and wild id becomes me
no faking how to get free
no wasting time on bullies
no wasting time on yearning
this season is a lesson
the one i keep on learning
From my room
I smell the rhododendron
I see the clouds above me
the universe becoming
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2. |
picture liar
05:23
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totaled the hours
made off scot free
but i hold you still
scolding me
holding ur breath
is a young man’s game
still i wear my heart
on my sleeve
you were nothing like ur picture
faded eyes uncalloused fingers
i want big and holy ocean
i want freedom and devotion
life is long i’m filter feeding
particles the toxins leaving
i want more than tepid action
i want more than satisfaction
totaled the hours
made off scot free
but i hold you still
scolding me
holding ur breath
is a young man’s game
still i wear my heart
on my sleeve
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3. |
that feeling
03:20
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4. |
when I knew
04:50
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5. |
hold my own
03:29
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in my dream
ur coming down the stairs
I cared, you lied
I swear I tried
to hold my own
when the voice is screaming no
I love to starve, the dream alive
I love to wilt
to manage how I'm built
to hold my own
when the curse is home
in my dream
you're wanting me
I lied instead
I lied instead
cause I'd love to live
to be whole and rid
of the curse, the sin
I'd love to live
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6. |
dream portal
03:25
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7. |
I wake up
04:56
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I wake up and I chose
the strangeness the excuse
my voice is the transfuse
the grieving is porous
it slips through the chorus
my vessel's contorted
my voice is transported
I want what i cant have
an angle a new laugh
my boyhood's a new task
to rip off to unmask
the reason for waiting
my voices are changing
I want what I cant have
an angle a new laugh
I wake up and I choose
the strangeness the excuse
my voice is the transfuse
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8. |
I'm trying
03:29
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this is the real me
and how I want to be living
with no fins, a will to be
with air for breathing
whats a name for it?
swimming fast just to get free
I'm a wave a hope a proxy
a beta I'm trying
holding on for now
skin is molting faster
decompose, it shows, I'm growing
a beta I'm trying
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9. |
portals (reprise)
02:10
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bobbie Northampton, Massachusetts
bobbie is an ambient lo fi dream pop project from western Massachusetts. bobbie uses electric guitar, voice and omnichord
loops to build melancholic pop songs about friendship, beginnings + endings, ancestors, portals and trusting the process.
linktr.ee/bobbiemusic
bookbobbienow@gmail.com
mailing list: mailchi.mp/a7f9ec262660/bobbie-music-mailing-list
bobbie / they / he
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