Too Far North

by Blue Herring

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released 20 October 2013

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Blue Herring Albany, New York

I enjoy playing instruments, recording, and mixing/producing. I like mountains too.

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Track Name: 34 Rhymes
The recurring novelty of the day of my birth prompts a message from you
Should I respond you'll lure me back with your adhesive slew
But these compounding hours are leaving me sour. Still no word from you

A bitter batch of loathing stitched in your woven fibrous, cotton mesh
Your golden lined vinyl tablecloth has never even felt a plate

The cash box attendant cakes on her face to hide her husband's mistakes
A bitter old man sits on his ass as his wife walks the dog
A leash with no end always takes her back home to a reluctant friend

Sitting in the armchair he fingers through his thin, he blames it on her
A Bitter batch of loathing stitched in his swollen lack of success

This knot was once doubled now it’s doubled over and unraveling ties

Left with two ‘fraid ends dangling free with no place to reside
Confliction by a cold wind didn’t justify your painful means to this end
Track Name: Groundhog's Valentine
The recurring novelty of the day of my birth prompts a message from you
Should I respond you'll lure me back with your adhesive slew
But these compounding hours are leaving me sour. Still no word from you

A bitter batch of loathing stitched in your woven fibrous, cotton mesh
Your golden lined vinyl tablecloth has never even felt a plate

The cash box attendant cakes on her face to hide her husband's mistakes
A bitter old man sits on his ass as his wife walks the dog
A leash with no end always takes her back home to a reluctant friend

Sitting in the armchair he fingers through his thin, he blames it on her
A Bitter batch of loathing stitched in his swollen lack of success

This knot was once doubled now it’s doubled over and unraveling ties

Left with two ‘fraid ends dangling free with no place to reside
Confliction by a cold wind didn’t justify your painful means to this end
Track Name: Isles (Fleet Foxes Cover)
Everyone stares when you walk in the room
They stare when you go
You've got so much control
How could anyone say 'no'

They rarely do, that's why you're you
And why you're winning
And I don't even miss you at all
No no

Caught in the light, he would idly spin
Your skeleton ring
See it shine when you sing
To the window with no meaning

From Tennessee, your harmony
Would leave your spirit
And I don't even miss you at all
No no

Silver the shores of isles up North
Boulevards of dancing boats

You keep the old ember burning
With meadows in mind
As the coaches go by
These thoughts of you will die

They rarely do, that's why you're you
And why you're winning
And I don't even miss you at all
No no

Silver the shores of isles up North
Boulevards of dancing boats
Track Name: Lehman Blues
How do I get drunk tonight? That’s the question on my mind
Gonna steal my father’s wine Gonna drink a beer or nine-
Ty two (too) much booze

I could chalk my license or just get high
Break a few laws just to cloud my mind
Things get boring when you’re back at home
Help me find my lighter, we’ll roast this bone

Pull the cork, misplace the bottle
Pop the tab, knock it back full throttle

Brett walks in and crashes on the couch
Emptied my bottles, that gargantuan louse
I’m half dead, wasted and dry
Lick drops from this bottle until I die

Who’s gonna bury me? Let’s dig up some dirt and see
Or maybe I’ll just burn, throw my ashes in an urn
(earn) a dollar, die tomorrow
Earn a dollar, to die ‘morrow

I’m just one legal year short
Of easily partaking in my favorite sport
But the GPA reads a different story
I should buckle down and avoid the liquid glory

Have I learned my lesson? I think so sir
If you’re gonna give me one more shot then pour it right here

A: I’m drunk B: In love C: It’s fate D: All of the above
Fail this test, succeed at school
Cut class, smoke cigs, you golden fool

How to get drunk off my mind? that’s the question of the night
Gonna steal my father’s wine, gonna drink a beer or nine-
Ty two (too) much booze

Too much booze
Too much booze
No such thing as too much booze (earn a dollar, to die ‘morrow)
No such thing as too much booze (earn a dollar, to die ‘morrow)
No such thing as too much booze (earn a dollar, to die ‘morrow)
Track Name: Fumigated Mushrooms
Gonna climb the oak trees
Wanna smell some flowers
think I'll sit in my yard and watch the birds for hours

Glide through the meadow and inhale all the pollen
think about the names the wind keeps callin'

Trek throught the forest
traversing all the ruts
where the motored monsters churned the path to mud

Lifeless Lying in a treadmark
Drowned in the run-off
Sprawled across the whole of his home
Silence keeps his mouth shut

Trudge through the forest
inhaling all the fumes
They just wanna go fast and that's their best excuse

Engines stalling in the midst of a shower
these men recede to nothing without their horse power

Sucking through the mud in an effort to dry
cold shoulders shake the advice off amphibious tribes

Fumagated mushrooms
resting on the dish
stale and dry lack luscious
initiate the switch

Frantically pushing through the tall grass
Waiting for something to attack
Pupils dilated and the windshield's cracked
get the hell out of here never to come back

Lifeless lying on the cold ground
undetectable by the blood hound

Sprawled across thier faux home
don't forget the dead mouse

These cheese has curdled in this labryinth of maize
creatures harvest bones of men who died in vain
Track Name: Long Boarding
left without a matress
on the floor again
skinned elbow burning
shoulda listened to my friend
the trees shake out all their birds
their songs won't slow my wheels
lying on the carpet
wish i scraped my heels

The bearings are all twisted
my kee's in a knot
Red stains the pavement
My hand looks like it's been shot

A breeze cracks a joke
four eggs fall by my side
Golden yolk's are draining
guess i'm lucky to be alive
Track Name: Innocent Son
You left me there
Waiting at the bottom of the stairs
with my eyes closed
Holding my right hand in my left
there is no time for hesitation now
you come or go
or go

Rustling leaves,
Falling beside me on the ghost of a morning.
Riding in sorrow to the harbor
Far behind oh me the bodies of my friends hanging alone alone again

Some twisted thorn tells me you saw me in the night with another
Keep all my promises to break them
I am no, oh no, Innocent son. you run rabbit run



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