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Summer's Frost
03:58
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Once there is frost
You could try to thaw it
This cause was lost
As soon as you saw it
The river slows
Maybe it snows
Her history
Is still a mystery
This Summer’s frost
The heart freezes first
It numbs the pain
And nothing hurts
An icy heart
Of frozen blood
So cold it burns
And nothing hurts
A peaceful storm
A silent scream
She’s happy/sad
I’m Blue in Green
The fallen cake
You can’t rebake
Overt contempt
Was the consequence
This Summer’s frost
The heart freezes first
It numbs the pain
And nothing hurts
An icy heart
Of frozen blood
So cold it burns
And nothing hurts
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2. |
You As Fiction
03:06
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Take a letter, write a note
Count to three
File it alphabetically
Read it back to me
New obsessions, former flames
Past life loves
Under weeping willow trees
Crying skies above
You as fiction
Let’s throw the plot line away
We improvise our scene
Fall the first time
Break from the crowd and we’ll be free
If they could let us be
I’ll dedicate my afterword
Or glossary
To preface new acknowledgements
And the indices
Messages, fictitious names
Your last call
Content tables, strings of things
On my Wonderwall
You as fiction
Let’s throw the plot line away
We improvise our scene
Fall the first time
Break from the crowd and we’ll be free
If they could let us be
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This party is a bore
These people I abhor
But there’s one I can’t ignore
That girl dressed in Dior
When I tried my best
I couldn’t pass her test
I just wanted to impress
That girl in the Dior dress
Should I be myself
Would she like someone else
Unsure what to express to
That girl in the Dior dress
My weakness to obsess
About what to confess
Secured lack of success with
That girl in the Dior dress
It was all but obvious
I was too obsequious
And submissive more or less
For that girl in the Dior dress
I continued to digress
And suffered social stress
She gave me a fake address
That girl in the Dior dress
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4. |
Whatever Amber After
04:09
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The beach chairs stand like headstones
In the moonlight by the pool
No one leaves the party if it’s this cool
The wafer makes communion
The full moon floats on air
A stranger whispers something in your ear
This would be the perfect place
If I never saw your face
I wouldn’t remember
Whatever Amber After
I dropped by at your office
But they said you don’t work there
Then I thought I saw you walking up the stairs
If you left a message
And I never called you back
The land line’s out of service til I unpack
At the center is a vacuum
In the space where I now live
Your body is a presence you forbid
This would be the perfect place
If I never saw your face
I wouldn’t remember
Whatever Amber After
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5. |
Miss January
03:50
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It might have been perfect
It would have been cool
It could have been close to ok
If I’d known the rules
At times I’m left speechless
Or I overstate
I say the best lines way too soon
Or much too late
Miss January
We’re losing the light
No starts to be seen
And while you’re silent and obscure
I hear you breathe
I made up this story
To tie up loose ends
But all those threads are tangled up
As life intends
Miss January
As soon as it opened
It folded for good
A bloom too brief and breezy
In all likelihood
A flower holds a secret
It dies when it blooms
We end up searching for the clues
In empty rooms
Miss January
Miss January
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6. |
Mise en Scene
04:53
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Spare me all the sarcasm and tomfoolery
Let’s get this screenplay done
Our first choice was something more other worldly
But this could still be fun
I’ll take the role of Cyrano if you play Diamond May
Let’s give Diane a cameo, I’ll call her up today
I’m forgetting the four P’s of mise en scene
Feels and physicality get me out of my head
What’s the deal with the snow storm and the scenery
I thought I made this clear
Our locales are low budget and interior and
Lit by chandelier
Why the car chase? Insurance will never cover it
This thing will leave me broke
If this bombs in Cannes we’ll never work again
Your head is on the block
I’ll take the role of Cyrano if you play Diamond May
Let’s give Diane a cameo, I’ll call her up today
I’m forgetting the four P’s of mise en scene
Feels and physicality get me out of my head
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How long was this supposed to last
You had a temporary plan
To cause some jealousy
The irony’s not lost on me
You were the last to recognize
You’d jeopardized yourself instead
And then I learned your secret
There was rain inside your eyes
You thought I’d be perfect
For the pretext you devised
The sun set in your smile
A star lit up a tear
I had to say the one thing
You were afraid to hear
I was the pawn you were the queen
But you were victimized by
Forces that were unforeseen
You wrote a plot and staged a scene
And never anticipated
Your role as you participated
And then I learned your secret
There was rain inside your eyes
You thought I’d be perfect
For the pretext you devised
The sun set in your smile
A star lit up a tear
I had to say the one thing
You were afraid to hear
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8. |
The Strangest Adventure
04:24
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Oh now I get it
The plan was to create
Distance between us
And more things to hate about me
The strangest adventure
I thought you knew best
How could I have trusted
A monumental mess over me
Sew the seams of daydreams
Make the candle twist
Spin the globe for places
The Devil might have missed
I see the soul inside you
Your secret’s safe with me
I’ll tell nobody
About the charms you cast over me
So now I get it
Your plan was to deflate
Great expectations
And serve it on a plate over me
Sew the seams of daydreams
Make the candle twist
Spin the globe for places
The Devil might have missed
Build your fortress steady
With ivory dominoes
The sorceress looks pretty
In her black leather clothes
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caramel snow Delmar, New York
Caramel Snow is on Jigsaw, Shiny Happy Records, Magic Rub Cassettes, as well iTunes, etc. Influences range from early Bowie, Beatles (*MMTour), Pet Sounds, Roxy, él Records, My Bloody Valentine, and Sarah Records. He has performed at the Nebraska Pop Fest ... more
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