Crud

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  • Chuck Potashner/CFG/2009 teamAWESOME! Burnt Sienna! 2008! teamAWESOME! Heck Yeah! 2006!

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    Chuck Potashner & teamAWESOME! Lyrics:

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    Chuck Potashner (2009, CFG)

    I smile when I think about you
    Booming laughter, that big dress with oversize boots
    The way you’d hold me, as if I were a baby
    That time you kissed me and your tongue went crazy
    I thought I’d choke on it, you said it was your first real kiss
    I asked about the fake ones, you didn’t say anything
    Except I love you. Well I love you too
    My friend you are an artist
    You dive into darkness and come out triumphant though sometimes in tears
    We had a picnic in the middle of some cement
    Cars drove by fast, it was hard not to panic
    You started reciting some sound poetry
    It was really, really weird but comforting
    We talked for hours, as we sometimes do
    I’m not much of a talker when I’m not paired with you
    Our phone bills last summer, Jesus Christ, what a bummer
    My friend you are an artist
    You dive into darkness and come out triumphant though sometimes in tears
    Now your moving back to Itally
    I’m going to miss you like I do already
    But I’ve known you longer than anyone
    And our paths will surely cross again

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    Distant Stars

    Chuck Potashner (2009, CFG)

    The center of the world has moved from me to her
    With each tick of the clock I think I may fall off
    But It feels better
    So I follow her around, catch her teeth before they hit the ground
    Flip a lightswitch now and again, nothing happens
    So we’re dreaming in the dark, Inventing distant stars
    A telescope could destroy us both, But for now we are who we are
    Nothing need be magnified, Everything’s larger than I
    my ships inside a bottle babe But the ocean’s made of wine
    My hands are attached to strings, Can’t hold on to anything
    Someday she will cut me free, But for now I’m hanging
    Guessed my letters right, still my noose is fastened tight
    Drawn of ink, I hear her sing and I know I’ve done right
    Nothing need be magnified, Everything’s larger than I
    my ships inside a bottle babe But the ocean’s made of wine

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    This article was written by Team Awesome on October 7, 2009