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Currency
03:28
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currency
just when you think you’ve got a plan
reminded by the unforgiving planet
you own the days you hump around
weighed down by fear and gold
that’s quite a currency to carry with you
occurring frequently among the go getters
turn it out from inside, machine washed, hand dried
infiltrate the seams through years of winters freeze
grows life inside the cracks within the dirt
in it lies a seed
that’s quite a currency to carry with you
occurring frequently and passed down through children
turn it out from inside, machine washed, hand dried
just when you think you’ve got a plan
you’re reminded by
just when you think you’ve got a plan
what are you holding on to... well, well
that’s quite a currency to carry with you
occurring frequently among the heavy hitters
turn it out from inside, machine washed but hand dried
hand dried, hand dried
turn it out from inside, machine washed, hand dried
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Only Natural
03:25
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only natural
couldn’t recognize your face
under the slumber of your hat
you just lost so much weight
don’t seem natural
and the woman you’ve come in with
i take it that’s your mother
can’t imagine what she’s been going through
given the stories of your brothers
now you’ve come searching for simple ordinary life
to occupy your time
truth is i didn’t hear a word you said
couldn’t even look you in the eyes
i was thinking on how you would always surprise me
with kindness in your heart
you grew up so damn fast
suppose you had to
just don’t seem natural
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Grass Stains
04:12
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grass stains
i got plenty reprimandings, green grass stains on blue new jeans
i got sugar running through my veins
after old bob davis took us to the fair, we snuck under the fence somewhere
took the paper money my mother gave me spent on junk
always scheming, you’ve got dreams
hidden up your sleeve
one week later drove to pittsburgh, that old highway is so expensive
bobby’s fighting one mean sunburn
after we got busted back to the nosebleeds, garbage ponchos look good on me
we’ve been packing in sunflower seeds
always scheming, you keep leaving
living life on the run
i believe in everything, cause i’m ten years old
having fun
check light engine flashing red when, bobby’s coasting saving up on gasoline
we’ve been mulling up and down these streets
always scheming, you’ve got dreams
living life on the run
i believe in everything, cause i’m ten years old
having fun
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Still Singing
02:47
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still singing
certain colors elude light
what a dream i’d heard from the bird singing in the tree
and there are sounds that go unheard
look there’s a bird perched in the tree
sunken eyes and singing
broken wings still singing
there’s a taste left in my mouth
only justice can wash out
but who’s to say what that is
if no one even notices the bird in the tree
still singing
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Zach Angeloni Cleveland, Ohio
Zach Angeloni is a Cleveland-based folk artist who draws on shared human experience to inspire his music. From the familial to the mundane, his use of imagery and pathos pull listeners in while allowing them space to weave their own stories into the music. Voice leading acoustic melodies accompanied by sparse yet fitting instrumental arrangements create the warm undertones where his songs live. ... more
Zach Angeloni recommends:
the bees knees
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the bees elbows
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the bees stinger
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