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Cry Coyote
04:34
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Long ago, I set the stars in the sky
And I laughed at the world from way up high
But the kids weren’t alright, they were dying in the night
I stepped up to bring them the light
I took the burning branch from the beneath the darkened sky
And as I ran away I heard the spirits cry
You’ll burn every bridge that you come along
Go run into the night and sing your mournful song
Cry, Coyote, Cry
I’m a shapeshifter, I’m a trickster
I’m the life of the party but you won’t invite me
I’m an old, old soul, going along forever
I’m the smokey mirror you don't see
I took the burning branch from the beneath the darkened sky
And as I ran away I heard the spirits cry
You’ll burn every bridge that you come along
Go run into the night and sing your mournful song
Cry, Coyote, Cry
Now, I’m a villain and pest
You try to kill me every day
But I won’t be depressed
I’m here to stay
I took the burning branch from the beneath the darkened sky
And as I ran away I heard the spirits cry
You’ll burn every bridge that you come along
Go run into the night and sing your mournful song
Cry, Coyote, Cry
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Sanguine Song
01:57
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Hear the gunshots in the evening
Add percussion to cicada song
Smoke a clove cigarette
Pretend nothing is wrong
And stay strong!
Purple twilight, orange streetlights
Wrap your hands for the fight
May burning bridges light the way
As we go into this long dark night
It’ll be alright!
Find a way to cope
I’m at the end of my rope
Hold on for dear life
Try to hold on to hope
Stare out into the haunted oaks
Watch the specters dance in the smoke
Remember this too shall pass
And try not to choke
It all feels like a dream
When you take one for the team
Try and stop the bleeding
And don’t listen to the screams
And keep breathing!
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Modern Memento Mori
02:44
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Ain’t it strange how things can linger in new and marvelous ways
How your memory can live on once everything decays
I can reach you any time, still pretend that it’s fine,
warm smiles never go cold, and that we never grow old
In the sepulcher of messages we sent so casually
A moment frozen in time before you were a casualty
We never have to say goodbye, I can visit you any time
Hear your voice, see your face, those memories will not be erased
In zeros and ones, there are so many things we haven’t done
There’s still a place where you haven’t been displaced
If I can just scroll back far enough in the timeline
You’re still posting and everything’s still fine
On my birthday I can listen to old voicemail you sent
Hearing your voice like my most treasured present
A reliquary of memory in the pocket of my jeans
Where you still live on in the heart of the machines
We never have to say goodbye, I can visit you any time
Hear your voice, see your face, those memories will not be erased
In zeros and ones, there are so many things we haven’t done
There’s still a place where you haven’t been displaced
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There are so many things I should do
Pero no quiero, no quiero
And that makes me panic too
Executive dysfunction, status quo
I’m stuck like a statue, and I can’t seem to move my legs
Just to get out of bed, I’m full of dread (Help me up)
I want to lay here forever, but I won’t beg you to stay by my side
And lay here with me until I die
I've turned pushing people away
into a Winter Olympic sport
I don’t want to be betrayed
I don’t want to be your last resort
I feel like a burden, and I don’t want you to pick me up
Just to put me down, turn around (Turn Around)
I want to be the last man standing after the dustup
When you skip town, it won’t bring me down
I’m afraid to go out
But I can’t stand to be home any more
I’m so full of doubt
I can’t get myself through the door
I’m a college dropout, nothing but a copout
Throw me away (hold me close) show me the highway
(don’t let me go)
I don’t want to fuck this up, I need to bail out
Before you leave me, I will go away
I don’t want to be sad anymore,
I’m gonna try not to fuck this up (but I will)
Take me out, I’m sick of being a bore (Please forgive me)
I’m gonna try to get better, gonna try to shape up
I’m gonna live a little, gonna lighten up
I’m gonna do better, but I’m shit out of luck
Because I know I’m gonna fuck this up
Yeah, I'm gonna fuck this up
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5. |
4AM in the Airfield
02:53
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It was 4am so quiet you could hear the stars shine
When I crept out the door and into the night
I laid beside the pond in the new development
And watched the bats play way up high
We had just had a fight
One of many those days it seemed
I was hoping the cold night air
Would stop me from coming apart at the seams
This used to be an airfield, where we flew model planes
But now it’s paved over flat and gray
Empty houses like metaphors for something I can’t place
I miss the old days, I want them to go away
I wonder how the stars stay up in the sky
How all the wishes don’t send them crashing from way on high
I hope just one more wish from me won’t send them crashing down
But if it does, I hope they smash me into the ground
If I die tonight, bury me here in the weeds
Let me stay here, let me dream
Let things go back to the way they used to be
Let this be over, let me be
Let this be over, let me be
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Candy Cigarettes
02:55
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You’ve always been a rebel
But you don’t like to fight
You’re a dog who really likes to bark
But you don’t have no bite
Thrifted leather jacket
With authentic road damage
From someone else’s gambit
But you like a little edge
Never let 'em know its all just for show
You can pretend, but you’ll never forget
Who you really are
Nerf guns and candy cigarettes
And a getaway car
Sick snarling wolf tattoo
To hide the fact you’re scared
You don’t wanna get hurt
So you keep your teeth bared
Ripped up black jeans
And a studded leather belt
You’re not what you seem
You want to be someone else
Never let em know its all just for show
You can pretend, but you’ll never forget
Who you really are
Nerf guns and candy cigarettes
And a getaway car
You can pretend, but you’ll never forget
Who you really are
Nerf guns and candy cigarettes
And a getaway car
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I’m an alligator, baby, and I’ll see ya later
In the Everglades of my mind there’s a road that stretches on forever
And the asphalt cracks, cracks, cracks in my memory
Like a faded postcard
Forgotten in your desk drawer
There’s a rusty roller coaster in my soul
Where the cars dream of careening off tracks
into the unknown horizon
waiting just beyond the theme park doors
I’m a Spanish fort, baby, I got scars
In my rough coquina skin there’s years of history and wars
And the battle rages, rages, rages
on in my blood
Like a panther locked in a cage
There’s rocket ships behind my lips
Waiting to be cleared for launch
Into the horizon waiting just
beyond the eroding coast
I’m a Florida baby, I got sunshine in my veins
You can count on me just like the late afternoon rains
And my heart’s tick tick tick ticking
in my chest like an antique clock
But I’m not afraid of a little risk
There’s a big sinkhole in my chest
Where the limestone was eaten away
by the sea salt of the tears I cried
when it swallowed the house where I grew up
I’m a crocodile baby, and it’s been a while
In the racetrack of my life, I’ve been driving on for miles
And the engine roars, roars, roars in my head
Like a raging wildfire
Whenever I’m with you
Whenever I’m with you
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Stray Songdog Savannah, Georgia
Stray Songdog is the stage name of Zack Loup, a nonbinary transmasc artist. Zack takes his inspiration from personal
experience, as well as nature, the mystical, and the macabre. His songs deal with the nature of life (and death), Americana, mental health, and existentialism.
Zack is also 1/2 of the filk duo The Gekkos.
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