Even These Words

by Claire Hawkins

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