Even These Words

by Claire Hawkins

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1.
04:00
2.
03:17
3.
03:40
4.
03:40

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released August 1, 2017

Claire Hawkins: vocals / acoustic guitar / electric guitar / percussion / writer / producer
Ali Myers: backing vocals / percussion
Benzi Edelson: drums
Gerard Silalahi: bass
Katie Buchanan: keys / electric guitar (track 1) / backing vocals (track 1) / bass (track 3) / mastering and additional mixing
Matthew Wang: electric guitar (track 2)
Sarah Searfoss: cello

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Claire Hawkins New York, New York

Claire Hawkins brings new life to the term troubadour as a singer/songwriter and travel vlogger. Her genre-defying folk-pop sound reflects her New York City upbringing, and her narrative lyrics are the product of being raised by two polyglot parents.

She is currently performing in youth hostels around Europe on the Foreign Voices Travelers Tour in support of her upcoming EP 'Foreign Voice.'
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Track Name: August
So I’ve been quiet lately
And it’s all my own fault
So I’ve been taking a break
And I don’t want to at all

‘Cause the time is advancing
And I’m here slow-dancing
Feeling it’s all part of the fall

So I won’t wait and I won’t wonder
I’ll just chase away the summer
And if this fire is under water
How long can it last before it’s out?

So I’ve been keeping busy
Like it’s some kind of excuse
Walking around this city
Like it’s on the list of “things to lose”

But the time is advancing
And I’m still slow-dancing
Spinning around the empty room

So I won’t wait and I won’t wonder
I’ll just chase away the summer
And if this fire is under water
How long can it last before it’s out?

I’ve gotten too good at holding my breath
I’ve gotten too likely to forget
And with every word I don’t say,
This fire gets washed away

‘cause the time is advancing
And I’m still slow-dancing
Hoping it won’t all go to waste

So I won’t wait and I won’t wonder
I’ll just chase away the summer
And if this fire is under water
If it rains, if it thunders
If the world’s going under,
How long will it last before it’s out?
Track Name: Ivy & Vine
Ivy and vine, poison and wine
It’s just a matter of how you choose to waste your time
Cranberry juice, old paper news
If it’s all the same, then, tell me, what’s the use?

Red uptown trains boring holes in their brains
Waiting for a gaze to make a change
Holes in the wall can rarely see it all
It’s more than a walk down a hallowed hall

Ivy and vine, paper cut lines
This kind of sight, it robs ordinary people blind.
Birdies and bees, clean, bruise-free knees
They’ve never had to bow down to gravity

Red uptown trains boring holes in their brains
Waiting for a gaze to make a change
Holes in the wall can rarely see it all
It’s more than a walk down a hallowed hall

It’s not a matter of taste, not a matter of saving space
What you promise to change will never change, never change
Every time you unwind, every time you close your eyes
You’re falling behind, you’re falling behind

Ivy and vine, poison and wine
It’s all a matter of how you choose to waste your time
Track Name: Reckless
I was born reckless
Ignited by the wind that called my name
I misread the clearest message:
Most of life is captive to the brave

A baby in the brightest, bluest month
A sky full of electric lights
Mama said I was the only one
Maybe she was right

But I don’t wanna know

This family tree
It only ever grows in the cold
Though its leaves are evergreen
It might be getting old

But I don’t wanna know

And it’s holy ground we’re fighting on
This road is dangerous and so very long
We’ve picked our poisons and made our own beds
And even these words might be something I’ll regret

But I, I, I don’t wanna know

I was born reckless
Track Name: Loaded Gun
My baby got a job at the TSA
All he ever does is watch planes fly away
‘Cause since his lady left,
He’s counting down the rest
So my baby got a job at the TSA

This life, this life’s a loaded gun
This heart, this heart’s a lonely one
But if it knew what it was hiding from
Maybe it would run

My baby goes to church every Wednesday afternoon
Circle talk’s just a whiskey walk from the truth
Someone’s gotta help him down
And then maybe back around
But my baby goes to church every Wednesday afternoon

This life, this life’s a loaded gun
This heart, this heart’s a lonely one
But if it knew what it was hiding from
Maybe it would run

Dared by a deadline
White light goodbyes
One more chance to leave or be left

Now could be the right time
But he's out on the sidelines
Holding his own haunted breath

This life, this life’s a loaded gun
This heart, this heart’s a lonely one
But if it knew what it was hiding from
Maybe it would run

My baby got a job at the TSA
All he ever does is watch planes fly away

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