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Were You Digging for Some Deeper Meaning?

by Molly Murphy

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1.
Peach 03:33
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You bruise like a peach, sing like a dove I’ve had enough of unrequited love Pour me a cup of coffee and cream I’m indecisive, you know what I mean Saw you once before Maybe on the subway I have been real bored So won’t you come My way? Run like a dog, spit like a boy I miss unadulterated joy So bring me the wine We’ll sit on the ledge Kiss me on the shoulder in the hedges Saw you once before Walking down the highway I have been real bored So won’t you come My way? Watering cans holding the rain Do you want me, or do you want fame? Cuz you ain’t bad looking You make me nervous So I write you a love letter in cursive Saw you once before Or maybe I will someday I have been real bored So won’t you come My way? My way
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Salt for Witches 04:45
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I don’t know what it is About me and my pride We go hand-in-hand sometimes But she melts at the first drop of rain Will I do something to push you away? Like salt for witches Salt for witches It is simple and strong Find it in the cabinet and keep the demons gone You’re brewing potions and I wanna drink ‘em all This one makes me big And this one makes me feel small I like everyone I meet Giving trust away for free Forgot this wasn’t Halloween New Year’s Eve is always a bust This ain’t from the Champagne region And I owe you too much I get uneasy now just thinking of your touch I need something to protect me Like salt for witches Salt for witches It is simple and strong Find it in the cabinet and keep the demons gone You’re brewing potions and I wanna drink ‘em all This one makes me big And this one makes me feel small Small The door was open, why’d you pull it shut? It closed quietly for you So I knock on wood to keep the bad luck out Was it too much to tell the truth? Like salt for witches Salt for witches It is simple and strong Find it in the cabinet and keep the demons gone You’re brewing potions and I wanna drink ‘em all This one makes me big And this one makes me feel small Small
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Shoulder Season 03:10
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Back in the country It’s the anniversary Of you not talking to me There’s violets in the yard I like my job - is it so wrong to love security? Or does making art have to be hard? I’m packing up a room Where I never deserved the view Cuz I wanna move to a cooler part of town I get homesick for the habits That I know will never stick But we’re moving on It’s shoulder season now I’m standing on my childhood bed Peeling off the stars above my head And emptying the shelves My friends are spread across the country now I’d say they’re all doing well But all of us could use some help I spend my energy on people who I’ll never meet Practicing my late-night talk show bow Talk to myself when I’m drunk I’ve never seen the Brady bunch Is it too late? It’s shoulder season now I wonder when I’ll be grown up enough To realize that I’m not a kid? So why do I still feel so young? But growing pains are not a way to uproot All the things we’ve grown right here They don’t grow for just anyone
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Quarter of a Century 03:40
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Twenty-five feels consequential No more excuses to be young No grenadine splashed in my drink But ain’t we having fun? I lost all my baby fat And in the last three years I’ve gained some back I’m a knife, I’m a spoon I’m a hammer to the moon Breaking pieces off and chewing them like wax Got more freckles to drink in All the words I know are dripping down my chin Happy birthday again I still feel eighteen I was kinder then, I think Or maybe kindness is a gateway drug we take No more stockings left to run We stayed up too late and had some fun But it feels bad the next day I’m a tool in the shed, I can cut And I can lay down in the flowerbeds I can oxidize alone, but I’d rather have A million places I call home Happy birthday, oh Sticky keys in locks Thankful I’m not someone I don’t wanna be Opening the door Something so familiar in everything I see Happy birthday to me
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Digging 05:37
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I take off work to rest my eyes So I’ll stare into the sun for a while Instead of making plans I take a walk, I call some friends Turns out you can come home again And I think that I’d be happy With the Latin name of things Something else to call things by With less sentimental sting I watched you grow your hair out To the color it once was Who am I to judge you? All you’ve given me is love My best friend’s exes all moved out of town How’m I supposed to feel about that? Wish they could see her now, oh Those playing cards, martini glasses When were you gonna call? I don’t know what’s going on with you at all So I consider being happy With the Latin name of things Something else to call you by That don’t pull on my heartstrings I heard him talking gently In the grocery store one day Who am I to pity him? I’ve got nothing good to say There’s a little dirt on your jeans Were you digging for some deeper meaning? Clinical cynic, tell me what you think Will the roots take hold if I’m still drinking? So I think that I’ll be happy With the Latin name of things Something scientific Like a feather for a wing If my words feel vindictive For the girl I used to be I would take a picture of her Show her that she still looks just like me
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I Miss When We Drove Shitty Cars 03:30
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I miss when we drove shitty cars And when we all knew the same songs That old Jeep Cherokee where We would talk about the boys we loved I miss when we drove shitty cars Sister burned a CD for the ride And it’s thirteen degrees outside Got chapstick in your winter coat Better bring it on that first date In case you’re feeling bold Tell me all about it when you’re home I miss when we drove shitty cars High-priced gasoline but the money wasn’t ours I left some quarters in your bag To feed the parking meter it’s only fair if I pay for half And I probably owe you a million’s worth in cash I watch this movie all the time The screen’s your windshield And the soundtrack is all mine It’ll be a classic when we die I miss how much time we had Driving around in our shitty cars

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released November 18, 2022

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Molly Murphy New York, New York

lo-fi folk tunes summoned from the Blue Ridge and set loose in New York City.

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