Junk from 2009!

by Brooke Abbey

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1.
I never knew my voice could sound so rich and so fine C C Bb F Until I heard you wrap your own deep voice around mine C C F Am Now I'm a flower in a bouquet, you're a stage and I'm a play, F Am F Am Oh I'm a thousand things I never knew F Bb F As long as I am singing out with you F Bb C I'd swear that your guitar and mine were cut from the same tree Or how else do they fit so well when you play along with me Now I'm a jewel in a ring and I am every pretty thing Oh I'm a thousand things I never knew As long as I am set there next to you Your strength behind my rusted key has opened hidden doors Or do I have that backwards? It's so tangled: mine and yours But I'm a picture in a frame, I'm a secret middle name Oh I'm a thousand things I never knew Until I found them waiting there with you You have left the stage and we are parted each from each And other voices, other hands extend to me their reach For lady death has called your bluff, and what I have must be enough I'm an orphan who has found her family tree And I can't forget it's you brought them to me
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Ink 02:21
So the "E thing" chord is G, E, Bb, B, E. G minor 6th? E minor 11th? I'm terrible at chord names. Unicorns, dolphins, the name of your lover Am D Crosses and kanji you don't understand Am D Detailed depictions of Kraft peanut butter Am D Telling the world it's your favourite brand Am D These are all tattoos I for one would not choose Am D But you know when you've died, all the things that you've tried Am D Your possessions and sins, your confessions and skin Am D Will be gone with your body. Am D Why shouldn't that body be covered in colours and lines and tattoos? Am D Am D Shouldn't you get to choose? D E E thing (o2302) E People see your tattoos and they ask "Aren't you worried Am D What people will say or your children will think? Am D As if out of all the regrets in your lifetime Am D The ones that will hurt would be made out of ink. Am D But you know when you've died, all the things that you've tried Am D Your possessions and sins, your confessions and skin Am D Will be gone with your body. Am D Why shouldn't that body be covered in colours and lines and tattoos? Am D Am D Shouldn't you get to choose? D E E thing (o2302) E We are free to make errors, mistakes and bad judgements Am D In all the less obvious parts of our lives. Am D And they leave a mark too just not where you can see them Am D Invisible scars from intangible knives Am D But you know when you've died, all the things that you've tried Am D Your possessions and sins, your confessions and skin Am D Will be gone with your body. Am D Why shouldn't that body be covered in colours and lines and tattoos? Am D Am D Shouldn't you get to choose? D E E thing (o2302) E E thing (o2302)
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My confusion and hunger are both now extreme Em Am In this land full of poison and strange monotremes Dm Am For when I booked my plane ticket I never knew G Am F That the national dish was rosemary and roo Em Am F Rosemary and roo: an Australian stew! G Am The punters all quaff 'er, whenever it's offered Am Em Am Along with a pint of the pub's cheapest brew Am G E Am When I read the pub menu I blamed my poor vision But I see now the recipe's no euphemism Having ordered it now, honour says I must eat But I'm not sure that I'm man enough for this meat Rosemary and roo: an Australian stew! The punters all quaff 'er, whenever it's offered Along with a pint of the pub's cheapest brew My tastebuds have cursed me but I've scarfed it down And I'm desperately hoping it won't now rebound But the animal whose flesh I've lately consumed Is famous for bouncing - I fear that I'm doomed Rosemary and roo: an Australian stew! The punters all quaff 'er, whenever it's offered Along with a pint of the pub's cheapest brew And I, foolish tourist, have ordered it too. Am G Am
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Spark 02:57
(To the tune of The Cuckoo, trad.) Oh my farmer, she's a pretty girl And she's surely with beauty crowned But what draws this old patroller Is the blazing fire in her ground My sweet farmer has no groundsense To life's lantern she is blind But her blindness sees the answers No lakewalker could ever find She has broken the chains of malice She's escaped from the men of mud And she's woven our lives together In a braid of stubbornness and blood If you want patience, if you want kindness Fawn will surely fit the bill But look elsewhere if you want meekness Just ask the bogles that she has killed Oh my farmer, she's a pretty girl And she's surely with beauty crowned But what draws this old patroller Is the blazing fire in her ground
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Beautiful death in ritual blossoms dried Juniper berries, in fire, in flame reside Circle of salt and the heart's own blood inside Your petition we grant - did you hope it would be denied? You have paid our price. Our attention is caught. You have paid our price. Now see what you've bought We eat your stories and wear them as our skin From the end of your flesh our life begins And we will not work if you withhold that fee Tell me what fairy ever did any work for free? You know our secret; our bargain is met But we are hunger - or did you forget? It seems to me that I know you from before The skin I wear is strong and she dares to implore That your life be spared, that the hero go free That you live to send new death to me Beautiful death in ritual blossoms dried Juniper berries, in fire, in flames reside Circle of salt and the heart's own blood inside Your petition we grant - did you hope it would be denied?

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released December 31, 2009

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Brooke Abbey (formerly Brooke Lunderville) is a banjo-playing pharmacist from Vancouver, BC.

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