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When we get mad at our loved ones, sometimes we say things we don't mean. And sometimes we say things we *really* mean.
lyrics
I awoke to the sound one night of two birds
Fighting outside my window
Cawing and tearing, cussing and swearing
Each thinking their heart was in the right
Oh birds, oh birds, won’t you lay to rest
All that fluttering, fluttering inside my head
For I got enough that’s laid on my chest
I don’t have the heart for this
But oh, blow for blow they traded their words
There was nothing that I could do to stop those birds
So I found a tune to carry me through
And help me pretend that I hadn’t heard what I heard
None of your poems were written about me
My pain is a giant, so bring on the cavalry
This is a list of all the reasons why
You’ll never be perfect or useful so stop fucking trying
It’s just not healthy, we’re not getting better
Don’t patronize me, I won’t wear this damn scarlet letter
I can’t take the pressure, I can’t take the pressure
I can’t take the pressure, I can’t take the pressure!
Oh birds, oh birds, you sing so loud
That you’re filling the air and you’re drawing a crowd
Don’t make your cries into my morning shroud
Light is coming through my windows now
Oh birds, oh birds, won’t you lay to rest
All that fluttering, fluttering inside my head
For I got enough that’s laid on my chest
I don’t have the heart for this
Sing loud, it’ll go away
Sing loud, it’ll go away
Sing loud, it’ll go away
Sing loud and it’ll go away
Sing loud, it’ll go away
Sing loud, it’ll go away
Sing loud, it’ll go away
Sing loud and it might stop
Hailing from the hedge and loam of Seattle's undergrowth, this chimerical songbird aims to weave historical and wax
hysterical in the old-new traditions of mountain men, shantymen, and their fellow men as they tromp and twirl acro'st both ancient myth and accidental malady. This mighty troubadour delights in bringing life to the voices of the past, so come and share a pomegranate seed or two!...more
A silky, smooth, sultry voice weaving lyrical imagery upon a canvas of exquisite tonal contours. Immensely pleasurable. The bouncy cheer of " Little Bird" is a delightful contrast to the dusky jazz groove of this truly beautiful album. Much gratitude for you S J ! roddylloyd
This music is so creative and refreshing. It is unique, has great energy, and I personally love the sound. Each song has a story to tell. This music is Magick. stormfay
I walked away from playing music ten years ago, disgusted with music and myself. SJ Tucker's songs have played no small part in bringing me back in a truly strange yet beautiful way. The blisters on my fingers and the gloom in my heart are nearly healed. I sat down my new acoustic guitar to write a comment about some heavy medicine and now I'm going to get back to my therapy. I can't thank you enough SJ! Keep up the good work! roddylloyd