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LYRICS:
Tell me when you think we’ll call it quits,
close the motel, and travel again.
We can be alone.
Worked our youth away and had no kids.
A few more years before we start to live.
We can be alone.
You said we’ll go and
climb out of this low.
I feel fragile,
alone.
My mind wanders out.
You’re the rock that anchors me down.
In the room with the matador rug,
I wear the dress you always said you loved
so we can be alone.
I saw you fall.
Don’t die in this low!
I feel fragile,
alone.
Your heart ends its fight.
I hold your hand in mine so tight.
Now I’m alone.
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Unnamed Friend
02:40
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LYRICS:
In the lakeshore waves outside
I hear you get up in the night
for a glass of water.
Seven years since death came through
but you know that I still think of you,
imagining you so.
I still run the motel through
the summer months and weekends too.
It wears me down now.
My friend, that you chased away,
had come to visit. Now she stays.
It’s been a year long.
I’m afraid to sleep.
I never know now where she’ll be.
Her eyes follow me.
Everywhere I go she sees.
I still couldn't tell you her name
and you know I tire of her games
but she’s all I have.
How she hates the matador rug.
So, I sleep the bed it hangs above
but she howls at the door.
The only room I get any rest
has green carpet and a single bed.
A statue of Mary over me.
I’m afraid to sleep.
It doesn’t matter where she’ll be.
Her eyes follow me.
Nowhere I can go I’m free.
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Tying the Rope
02:21
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LYRICS:
It’s been a long time
since I felt your touch
or felt any love.
My mind’s run off.
My friend won’t leave our home.
I still feel alone
but I’ve figured it out.
How to meet you.
Now I know I can rest.
I’ll wear your favorite dress
and when I see you again,
I hope I won’t have marks on my neck.
If I climb this bench,
I won’t be on it again.
I’ll slip the hole ‘round my head.
I’ll think of you till the end.
And I climb
And I tie
And I fall
I see your face.
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The Melody Motel
03:16
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LYRICS:
At the end, past rows of motel rooms,
between the office and the window with the lakeshore view,
there’s a door jammed tight with a lock that’s broken through.
A strange feeling inside that follows you.
White curtain guards a forgotten life.
Calendar unchanged December 2005.
Stillness in the air. All the rooms are unoccupied.
You can feel the eyes that follow you.
Cabinets full. Counters left a mess.
Clothes in the closets. Someone there took the best.
Possessions unclaimed. The photos didn’t last.
Watched by an unnamed friend that follows you.
The last room down the hall is where it ends.
Breeze from the window, green carpet, and a bench.
From a bar hangs thirteen knots tied at the neck.
All while the eyes of Mary follow you.
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Unnamed Friend (No Vox)
02:40
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Tying the Rope (No Vox)
02:21
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Brites Seattle, Washington
Brites is an eclectic and genre-fluid band with post-punk, folk, and indie rock influences. There is no "The" in their name. Brites is Owen Leman (guitar, banjo, vocals), Michelle Leman (guitar, synth, theremin, vocals), Davy Bick (bass, synth), and Tim Schlemmer (synth, saxophone). ... more
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