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peach pit

by ryder eaton

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1.
coca-cola my bed is a burden the devil seems a wilting warden oh, there is nothing for me in coca-cola purgatory coca-cola i'd rather be a sleeper the devil seems a kindly keeper oh, there is nothing for me in coca-cola purgatory coca-cola
2.
brooklyn 01:18
dreaming in brooklyn i am dodging the moon beneath barren branches dreaming in brooklyn i am leaving too soon slowly sleeping stumble sleepy headlights on the ceiling dreaming in brooklyn i am leaving too soon
3.
peach pit 01:38
i want to sleep in the walls i want to lay where the lamplight sprawls during the thaw i got glued to the page with the lipstick now you're making me something like homesick this place is a peach pit you were the flesh and the spit
4.
how have you been, beekeeper? have you been keeping busy? I hear the hive survived the winter all the bees are dancing
5.
i've been wearing holes in your old things for quite some time but no amount of holes in your hand-me-downs will make them mine see, i've been feeling cloudy lately between the seams of your sweater of your long pants of your childhood dreams have you already thought the thoughts that I think when I wear your jeans? would you admit their honest origins if i spoke to you about these things?
6.
i could take my dad's car, park it on your street you could tell your dog you trust me you could take me upstairs, show me to your room we could act, architect the good gloom i could move to paris, just to fucking try it but sick as a dog in my apartment i miss our quiet i could take my dad's car, park it on your street you could tell me that you trust me i miss our quiet

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this is an assemblage and exhibition of six quiet thoughts. committed to paper and recorded during the last two years, they represent clarity in the clutter of my private ponderings.

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released April 23, 2016

Written, recorded, performed, and produced by Ryder Eaton

Mastered by Jake Bellissimo

Artwork by Khari Thompson

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