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Lowercase Dream EP

by Lowercase Dream

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1.
Tonight The stars look so fine I look up a lot for answers, but tonight... I saw something for once I couldn't find the words But I sure felt just what it was Like a nod to my sighs From someone who had died Not from God Or a quiet mind From the hood of my car I thought I heard a song that reminds me of being in love But I came here for myself Strange that I'm the one who already should know so well To preserve my own health To stand up by myself No third eye, no more help No someone to put you on your highest shelf Tonight Tonight Tonight Tonight
2.
Where are we headed tonight my friend? October's so cold with this wind... Finally caved in and turned the heat on But here's a blanket that we both can share Here's a blanket that we both can share, my dear Here's a blanket that we both can share Here's a blanket that we both can share, my dear Here's a blanket that we both can share Where are we headed tonight my friend? And why do we try and pretend that this kind of living of warming our own sheets isn't keeping our legs frozen there? Here's a blanket that we both can share, my dear Here's a blanket that we both can share Here's a blanket that we both can share, my dear Here's a blanket that we both can share
3.
Do you live your life with your windows down, as if time stops to wait for you? I'm stuck in traffic anyway Long before your beachside kettle whistled "tea for two" Speeding past a Whatcom county byway I lamented A summer we pretended our dreams were connected I don't take anything in my Earl Grey But this memory takes a spoonful of white sugar, still Packets from an Esso on zero avenue Thought it tasted better But it only tasted bitter Sipping from your rear-view mirror... Is that too warm for you? Speeding past a Whatcom county byway I lamented A summer we pretended our dreams were connected Hey have you seen my keys? I'm looking for a breeze... My days roll by with the windows down And the hair of my heart's a pompadour You write proud headings at the top of evening entries Shout about a novel feeling fleeting past you by the shore Speeding past a Whatcom county byway I lamented A summer we pretended our dreams were connected I don't take anything in my Earl Grey But this memory takes a packet of white sugar still Dusk falls, your cup it starts to chill And I don't take anything in my Earl Grey But this memory's always sweet sweet sweet sweet
4.
I have been dreaming of building a home with you But homes don’t grow on hearts that act sixteen Beneath my windshield wiper I had drawn some stationery from you I’m enamoured by your cursive You drew fireworks beneath your dotted “I”s and crossed off “T”s You said “You can call me if you want” And I do, because I’m a fool in my own heart Whatever you need I’m back at the start Even though the curtain’s falling blue I smile, because I can see that you can make beauty in tragedy And cinema in how you walk away from me Sorry that I keep you waiting for my words I don’t know my lines We’re just two actors in this little scene Shedding tears that smudge your Maybelline See you sometime See you please “I know that’s what you want” So stay true Stay tuned to your dreams You care You want We wave Sweethearts Grow up So long Move on Goodbye Sweetheart
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I'm moving out of this old basement suite To a place where I can try to stand again Though my landlord is livid, I'll still sign a new lease How bad it tastes to oil your pans in fresh defeat... Yet here I am, one plate of white rice Learning how to start again without my pride A broken couch in the stairway High with my friends on a Sunday I'm coming down from the third floor of my dream Nice to be lucid but the wake-ups can be mean One year somewhat older, and fewer times that I'm deceived But I'm shocked to find my truth is well-received Yet here I am, one plate of white rice Learning how to start again without my pride A broken couch in the stairway High with my friends on a Sunday Why don't you come on over? Duty-free Scotch from the border These nice chairs where we're sitting Don't mistake them for living This saga's finally over This saga's finally over

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released July 30, 2020

All songs written and performed by K.C. Roces
Percussion by Kenneth Kraylie
Produced, mixed, and mastered by Kenneth Kraylie
Recorded March–June 2020 at Sounds from the Basement Studios
And Kier's old apartment in Abbotsford, B.C.
All rights reserved © 2020 K.C. Roces

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