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It's hard for me to hit the high note when I use my warbly punk voice so I tried REALLY HARD not to use it but I messed up in the first part of the third verse. I hit the note anyway. Yay me.

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You disappeared from my photograph
I dig your new disappearing act
I wish that you would teach me your tricks

If you could stand to reappear
I won’t bite, girl, have no fear
You teach me, I’ll tell you how I tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock

It’s been a couple years
So why do I still smell you
You’re hiding in the box beneath my bed
The rusting metal coffee pots
The Tool CD I one time bought
The skin cells that fell off when dry and dead

I’ve finished yet another script
It’s called “The Bored and Nondescript”
I thought that it might illustrate my thoughts

I know you’d never finish it
And so I never finished it
I thought three lines was a good place to stop go stop go stop go stop go

It’s been a couple years
So why do I still hear you
Your voice is ringing outside of my ear
The country pop that fills the waves
Martin Luther freed the slaves
The thought of cooking veggie burgers rare

I can smell you, I can hear you
I can taste you, I can touch you
I can sense your presence
But I can’t see your face

It’s been a couple years
So why do I still taste you
Bacteria that toothpaste can’t get out
Flecks of parsley in my teeth
Say the hungry, feed world peace
Chart the chewing chamber where I shout

I can smell you, I can hear you
I can taste you, I can touch you
I can sense your presence
But I can’t see your face

credits

from Must Love Dogs (Single), released March 27, 2014
Kevin Calaway - most things
Don Cranberry - vocals on verse 3

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Kevin Calaway Seattle, Washington

I could while away the hours conferring with the flowers, consulting with the rain - but who has time for that? I regulate my mood with musical catharsis and publish my diary on the internet for the whole world to hear, wearing my heart and my influences on my sleeve like a man who really needs to do laundry. ... more

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