1. |
join
01:27
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2. |
bloom
02:20
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3. |
plans
02:53
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fall asleep when the moon comes up
you're crying like a new born baby
i know your daddy don't like me
but you never listen to him anyway
and i think about your lips a lot
and i think about your words
sometimes you speak like a poet
sometimes you speak just to be heard
and flowers don't know
if they're people or plants
they just grow and then die
does that sound familiar to your plans
and i'm always wondering
if you're thinking about dying
i miss pushing back your red hair
i hate how you alway lies about things i wish you didn't lie about
you talk an awful lot about god
but i can tell that you're not friends
it hurts that you up and left
after working your way into all of my plans
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4. |
i
01:07
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5. |
dress
02:09
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baby in your red dress
you look like a flower
baby you look your best
stepping out the shower
and i love the way you talk quietly in the night
asking for something to make you feel alive
and baby with your thick hips
looking at me with those brown eyes
and baby with your pink lips
telling all those white lies
and i love the way you talk quietly in the night
asking for something to make you feel alive
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6. |
bones
01:28
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7. |
fleur
03:39
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soft eyes shine bioluminescent in the dark
and i can't read without my glasses on
but i'm close enough to read your eyes
and there's just enough light from the moon
tomorrow you will walk alone in the streets
looking for a place with something to eat
that won't upset your fragile stomach
you always get sick when you get to nervous
and i miss you coming home drunk smelling like cigarettes
i miss you trying to speak high school level french
i think about you wearing your lace as you danced
and how you were happiest with flowers in your hands
and how i could still be your man
and those young kids with run through the streets
with capitalistic dreams of too much money
but i find it hard to buy into materialistic things
and i guess that's why we can never be the same
and i dream of long nights trying to find the right way to sleep
so i can hear everytime that your heart would beat
oh, i wanna be everything you need
oh, i wanna be everything you need
and i miss you coming home drunk smelling like cigarettes
i miss you trying to speak high school level french
i think about you wearing your lace as you danced
and how you were happiest with flowers in your hands
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8. |
enchanted
02:20
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9. |
garden
02:02
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we waltzed across the floor
as the moon came through the window
i slid off her dress
before i pushed her onto the bed
her lips were the colors of roses
and tasted like nectar of spring
her body is a garden
and i will kiss all her flowers like the bees
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10. |
clockwork
00:49
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11. |
artificial
02:03
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12. |
ii
00:34
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13. |
family
01:41
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14. |
swoon
01:46
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15. |
anneliese
02:33
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she walks through a field of flowers
at the peak of early morning hours
the thorns kiss her skin
the petal the same color as her lips
and anneliese i wanna see you blossom
she feels the sun warm her face
she smiles and looks off into space
and i think about holding her hand
and i think about being her man
and anneliese i wish i could give you more than just me
and when the wolves come a-knocking
where will you go a-walking
will you be by my side
ready for me to die
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16. |
reprise
01:24
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when the wolves go a knocking
where will u go a walking
will u be by my side
ready for me to die
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17. |
dew
01:08
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18. |
sweet
01:08
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19. |
grave
03:09
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i came in through your front door
but i went out your window
almost severed my ankle before hiding in the bushes
i remember laying under the stars
contemplating your pink lips
and how much i wanted to kiss you no matter how much
you tell me your sick
and i would die
to kiss those lips
i would die for that
i would die to kiss those lips
i would die for you
& from the dirt we came
& to the dirt we will go
at my grave darling plant a rose
let me be a rose
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20. |
hiver
01:47
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J.S. Terry Campobello, South Carolina
project of jonah scott terry, accompanied by friends.
flowers. lovers. memories. ideas.
pablo generation.
booking & contact: thejonahterry@gmail.com
J.S. Terry recommends:
Apricot Blush (ST)
by Apricot Blush
a thought provoking album and an audible example of growth of within a human being. very proud of jackson for this album and you should listen to it too. listen to his punk band prozac dreams too.
go to album
a kind batch of music from a kind batch of people. i love you all so much. please check them out.
go to album
Pablo Sampler Vol. 1
by Pablo Generation
the music collective that i'm proud to be a part of. i am so happy to be able to create and exist with you all. you're the kindest people i know.
go to albumIf you like J.S. Terry, you may also like:
Boston Pizzeria
by Quality Time
supported by 7 fans who also own “rose”
An album about friendship, food, the passing of time, and alcohol, completed with awesome musicianship. What more could you want from these lovable boys?
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Daddy's Beemer
by Daddy's Beemer
supported by 5 fans who also own “rose”
real nice i like it a lot yea im diggin it uh huh 2 thumbs up thanks
go to album
The Alabama singer-songwriter may have turned in his guitars for synths and drum machines, but his music is no less personal or incisive.
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