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Ventriloquist

from Flicker & Scape by Small Joys

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lyrics

Never thought I’d see the day
The look in her eyes; the words she would say
Armed to the teeth with her tongue just to prove that the
Sticks and stones weren’t half as bad.

It isn’t that hard to forget what it means
To do unto others, forgive us those things
That muddle the thoughts in our heads when our hearts
Have broken with the beat of what was

Meant to maintain the love and goodwill
Between mothers and brothers and thaw through the chill of the
Hunch that this crutch of a God might have gone and
Broken both the legs we used to

Walk through the deserts and wade through the streams
To the fields and homes in the back of our dreams
That our children to lose as they run on ahead
To make our mistakes their own.

I’d like to throw a voice
To all the ears that refuse to hear the
Cries of years gone-by
Asking why goodwill became a running joke to the

Kids brought up to move and groove
To the rhythm of the fleeting, seething urge to
Doubt the best and break the rest, and
Blame the ocean when their boats are left adrift at sea.

Never seems that hard at first
One or two drinks at the most and the thirst will
Dry up like rain in the face of the sun
But wait, you can hear it…

Back through the cracks and the lines in a face
That your friends used to trust and your lovers would embrace,
Broken by woe and the risk that was run in
Standing in contempt of how your

Father was a teacher and mother was a bride.
Your life was always grounded in the privilege you’d hide from the
Critics, naysayers and unquestionable foes
Who’d dare to call you out on all the
Bullshit you’d use to bury your shame
Your life and love can't be played like some game you can
Bend and then twist to produce the results
That will quiet that little drone.

I’d like to throw a voice
To all the ears that refuse to hear the
Cries of years gone-by
Asking why goodwill became a running joke to the

Kids brought up to move and groove
To the rhythm of the fleeting, seething urge to
Doubt the best and break the rest, just
Aching to prolong the thrill.

I’d like to throw a voice
To all the ears that refuse to fear the
Cries of years gone-by
Asking why goodwill became a running joke to the

Kids brought up to move and groove
To the rhythm of the fleeting, seething urge to
Doubt the best and break the rest, and
Blame the ocean when their boats are left adrift at sea.

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from Flicker & Scape, released January 21, 2014

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Don’t be fooled: at a collective height of 22’9” Small Joys has a sound as big as your mother is sweet. Bringing a contemporary and assertive twist to the age-old musings of life and song, lyricist Olivia Awbrey combines the intimacy of Frank Turner's storytelling with Springsteen-like theatrics. A mix of acoustic heart and electric soul will carry you through tales of love, loss, history and home ... more

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