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The Silence
05:25
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Gotta sit with the silence
Like you sit with the loss
Only way to make it fade is to look it in the face
But God, at what cost?
Gotta let myself unravel like a brand new ball of yarn
I’m soft and lying quiet in a pile on the ground but
Isn’t everyone?
When the change is for the better it still hurts so deep
It’s like whiskey on the wound
It’s like waking from your sleep
When the change is for the better it still hurts so much
It’s like “leave this town behind”
It’s like kicking up the dust
Stand your ground and stand tall
Even though it doesn’t feel like brave at all
I can’t stop the house from burning
But I’ll save the photographs
The flames, they cannot reach me
I was built from stuff that lasts
Gotta get myself to safety
Gotta get me somewhere warm
I am boarded up so tightly with the love of those who listen
I can make friends with the storm
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2. |
Break Like Glass
04:21
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Up late again on my starter phone
Learning what it’s like to never be alone
I found someone just like me
Smart and mean when he wants to be
I can argue with him all night long
I can’t sleep until I prove him wrong
And baby thats the kind of high
That I came back to every night
It’s a game of give and take
Fun until my heart starts breaking
It’s a game that never lasts
We pose like diamonds
’Til we break like glass
I hate his sharpness and his lies
But my friends say that feeling’s butterflies
Wanna be strong so I hold it in
With my feelings bottled up like him
And when he shows me where he bleeds
I laugh at him like he laughed at me
An amateur manipulator
They say I’ll hate him first and love him later
It’s a game of give and take
Fun until my heart starts breaking
It’s a game that never lasts
We pose like diamonds
’Til we break like glass
And I won’t say it’s easy
Waiting for the love you know you need
But when this one says he’s only teasing
I believe him
And I can see it
All the years I fought with him
Thinking it’d turn to devotion
It’s a game of hot and cold
We pose like diamonds
But it gets so old
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3. |
You, My Love
04:12
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Haunting Song
04:15
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We came together when the world was covered in her winter clothes
And the angry wind had nothing on the way you held me close
You could see your love for me
You held it in your hands
And everything was soft and clean
The sky and all my plans
We met when the world was young and you knew what you wanted
Now the world looks dusty gray
It feels some kind of haunted
I know you won’t forget about the years I was your girl
‘Cause I sowed my broken heart in every corner of this world
So if you feel the winter wind stay a little bit too long
That’s me, baby, that’s my haunting song
That’s me, baby, that’s my haunting
We came apart when the August sun had had its final say
And you called me up to tell me you were going on your way
You had nothing left to give, much less a reason why
Like a child too small for grown-ups’ shoes
You trampled on my sky
I know you hate the summer heat
You never liked the south
So know that every sunburn is a kiss straight from my mouth
I hope you feel the ghost of me, she’s taking back my sky
Maybe one day you’ll grow up enough to give a reason why
So if you feel the summer sun shine a little bit too strong
That’s me, baby, that’s my haunting song
That’s me, baby, that’s my haunting
And you can keep the silver watch
Keep the pictures too
What I need is more of me
And less, my dear, of you
And if you feel that mother nature isn’t on your side
That’s me, baby, you can stay inside
That’s me, baby, you can stay in
So if you feel the winter wind stay a little bit too long
That’s me, baby, that’s my haunting song
You said you’d never find another like me your whole life long
Well, you were right, baby, that’s my haunting song
You were right, baby
That’s my haunting
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5. |
Winter's Over
03:35
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I’ve written lots of love songs
None of them for me
You’d think I’d know by now that I’m my only guarantee
You ever have a month you don’t remember all that well?
Dragged your body out of bed, dragged your spirit back from hell
Well, somehow it’s finally April and I’m standing in the yard
Don’t ask me how I made it here but know that it was hard
If I had one phone call, I’d talk to October me
I’d tell her listen up ‘cause I’m the person you could be
I’d say “look in the mirror and tell that girl he’s not her only lover”
Tell her someday she’ll wake up and know that winter’s over
Oh oh oh oh oh winter’s over
I’m building back a selfhood from shattered glass and bones
And goddammit if it kills me I will make this place my home
I wish that you could see it, all the pretty little houses
There’s a tall green one on 55th I once thought could be ours
Well somehow it’s finally June and I’ve forgotten all we said
Bought some tickets to Seattle to see green instead of red
Maybe I’ll buy that tall green house and fill it with my love
Plant some roses in the front and understand that I’m enough
I’d say “look in the mirror and tell that girl he’s not her only lover”
Tell her someday she’ll wake up and know that winter’s over
Oh oh oh oh oh winter’s over
I’ll look in the mirror and tell that girl he’s not her only lover
Tell her today I woke up and knew that winter’s over
Oh oh oh oh oh winter’s over
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Hannah Wilson-Black Washington, D.C.
Originally from northern Virginia, Hannah is a third-year student at the University of Chicago, where she studies Creative Writing and Environmental/Urban Studies. In her spare time Hannah is a singer-songwriter, both as a solo artist and as a member of Chicago-based punk pop band Puddlejumper ... more
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