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Love in the time of Corona is a wicked rotten way to go
For all those times I was saying yes
Now I'm saying No no no
My heart's gone delirious since the clock hands slowed
So I sit around and bitch and moan
Of a Corona love tale to be told
I'm stuck, I can't escape
I'm in no shape
For a date
In this apocalyptic global state
She's fucking really great but
I'm afraid that for me it's too late
It snuck up on me like a curse
It's gotten better but I think it's getting worse
The fascination's unrehearsed
Think I'll go die in the desert of thirst
Quarantine's fun when you know someone
To talk to
Young or old
Don't just sit around and bitch and moan
Of your Corona love tale to be told
I won't sit around and bitch and moan
Of a Corona love tale to be told
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I like to take my time
I mean that when I want to do a thing
I like to take my time to do it right
I mean I might just make mistakes
If I should have to hurry up
And so I like to take my time
To tie my shoes
To eat
To get dressed
To go to sleep at night
To sing a song for you
And everything I do
I like to take my time
I mean that when I want to do a thing
I like to take my time to do it right
I mean I might just make mistakes
If I should have to hurry up
And so I like to take my time
To tie my shoes
To eat
To get dressed
To go to sleep at night
To sing a song for you
And everything I do
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Figure in Movement
05:46
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I cannot seem to change
In the arms of a river or
In the arms of a woman
Or the moon
I won't behave
Why can't the channel change?
In my heart lay a parenting flower that will bloom
My belly's yellow
You don't look up but make it up
You make it up
You make it up until you know there's nothing left to make up
I cannot seem to breathe
In this hallway near a river or
Up late alone
You make it up
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Fifteen years ago today
A little yankee little yankee boy
Marched beside his granddaddy in the Decoration Day parade
The village band would play those old war tunes
The G.A.R would shout "HIP HIP! HOORAY!" in the same old way
As it sounded on the old campground
That boy has sailed over the ocean
They are there they are there they are there
They're fighting for the right but
When it comes to might
They are there they are there they are there
As the allies gathered up the warlords
They are there they'll be there they'll be there
The world will shout the battlecry of freedom
Tenting on a new campground
Fifteen years ago
A little yankee with a German name
Heard the tale of '48 why his granddaddy joined Uncle Sam
His father fought that medieval stuff and he will fight it now
"HIP HIP! HOORAY! This is the day
When we'll finish up that age-d job!"
That boy has sailed over the ocean
They are there they are there they are there
They're fighting for the right but
When it comes to might
They are there they are there they are there
As the allies gathered up the warlords
They'll be there they'll be there they'll be there
The world will shout the battlecry of freedom
Tenting on a new campground
Tenting tonight tenting on a new campground
For it's rally round the flag, People
Rally once again
Shouting the battlecry of freedom
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Be Brave
and then be Strong
Be Brave
you'll not go wrong if you are right
Hold your chin up right and
Be Brave and then be Strong
Be Brave
and then be Strong
Be Brave
you'll not go wrong you'll see the light
Hold your chin up tight and be Brave and then be Strong
Be Brave
and then be Strong
Be Brave
you'll not go wrong with your own might
you will reach the sight
so be Brave and be Strong
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I almost think I thought I knew you when
But that was before we were friends
The dream erodes my retinas, I wished them well
Should they be stuck in that dream? I can't tell
Living in a virtual reality
Is what I've been up to
Seems to me
Whenever the real reality turns its wheel again
I'll still have my hand open to extend
I don't want to change you or possess you
Don't wish to take away what makes you You
You are you as I am me so well
I don't think that loving someone is wrong
But I'm living in a virtual reality
Ask your pardon if I don't know what's real really
When so-called reality turns the heads again
I may not want to realize I'm playing pretend
Communication breakdown is always a waste
If you open up an oven you might get fire in your face
My head is ringing like a church tower bell
The clock has the time but hasn't much to tell
We're all living in a virtual reality
In a land of foolish martyrs, fancy free
Has the real reality played a cosmic joke on me?
There's nothing so convenient as the sea
Such an exceptional fascinating person to me
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Leaf & Tree
02:35
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Everything you touch with your hand
Turns from flower into sand to man
And leaf and tree and dreams of dreams
There is nothing left to fear
Only in their eyes there are tears
They've been placing rocks in a circle there
When the evening comes they'll set them down
And go to sleep pretending you're around
With your leaf and tree and dreams of dreams
And nothing left to fear
Will the well keep pennies down at night
Must the children go swim at high tide
When the evening comes we'll write this down
For the air that whispers you're around
With your leaf and tree and
Dreams of dreams
There is nothing left to fear.
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Midnight in the Ballroom
04:27
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My darling my dear
I'm in the sand making castles
If you never get my letter
You'll find me in the rain making puddles
Why not meet me in the ballroom at midnight
We can start anew and dance until it's light
Meet me in the ballroom at midnight
There's really no reason to decline
We can start anew
We can start anew
We can start anew
And dance until it's light
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Air for Fire
04:46
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Use me up completely to emancipate yourself
Whatever suits your own sense of enlightened good health
Make all the arrangements you can stand to be made
I'll be tightrope walking on a dull razor blade
What is the point of anything we've done
Burn me at the stake, say I'm the self absorbed one
You can scream it off a mountain or explain to me
I have my eyes wide open so why can't I see
What's done's not nearly done there can't be that much left to do
But if I can't speak for myself then I will not for you
Go be a rebel without a pause
Throw me on the train tracks for my love just because
Sing it from the pious church pew
I truly wish you the best with your inner child too
No there's nothing wrong with love in all the forms people know
Long as you stop when you stop come and go as you go
Metal rusts inside my mouth from this horn I blow
On my lips bears the mark of poison I show
We can work together four hands composing more
I'll pick the lock so that you can walk through the door
But now I'm floating down the slipstream please throw me an oar
I'd like to stay by you here but don't know how long should for
It's enveloped my body like the worst heart disease
Why do I feel so bad if my aim is to please?
Feeling like a stinky smelly big old hunk of cheese
I can't strip down my skeleton the way you tease
Call me up one day and surely we'll shoot the breeze
May time kindly tell you more about the shape I'm right now in
Time circles round and it comes round again
Time reminds us of things missed again and again
Glad it was welcome when I'd lend the hand that I lent
Writing songs like letters since I now regret I have sent
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One evening just at sunset we laid him in the grave
Although a humble animal his heart was true and brave
All the family joined us in solemn march and slow
From the garden place beneath the trees
And where the sunflowers grow
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Shall we gather at the river
Where bright angel feet have trod
With its crystal tide forever flowing by the throne of god
Gather at the river
Yes we'll gather at the river
The beautiful the beautiful river
Yes we'll gather at the river
That flows by the throne of god
Shall we gather?
Shall we gather at the river?
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Tavo Carbone
Experimental Folk Distopic Songs sung on voice/gtr/pno. Tape+CD orders or booking: email or Insta-DM
Will tour again before the next Presidential transfer of power.
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