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Martyr

from Narragansett Number 7 by Suds

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A slow street seems to keep
Like the Head of Surgery’s sheets
Working heavy nights
Traffic lights for the sleepless drives
On an open lonely road with a tired soul
All control for out of context thoughts
Seem to rot like strings on an old guitar I bought
What the fuck was the name?
Kinda sounds like a saying
That I heard from the back of the car

Tie down where you land
It’s a matter of principle, my son
Don’t expect everyone to understand the ground you tread
If it’s not permissible
Then someone’s got a lot to give
I waited for the car to come back
And stood on the front porch like water in a sieve

Who stole all my self control?
I was sure I held my sins
Wholly unaccountable for the reason that this hatred sits within

War and peace sits ankle deep in adversity

Calling out “why father?”
And when he dreams
You can hear his motive scream so quietly
“I just wanna be a martyr”
But every martyr had a father singing

Tie down where you land
It’s a matter of principle, my son
Don’t expect everyone to understand the ground you tread
If it’s not permissible
Then someone’s got a lot to give
I waited for the car to come back
And stood on the front porch like water in a sieve

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from Narragansett Number 7, released August 19, 2017

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Nate Harvey / Greg Farrington


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