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Burning of Aces
03:48
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shaking his hands
his thoughts race
looking down the table
a glance to the gambler’s right
casino aisles
wavered hands
throwing’ ‘til unable
he stands a card out of sight
with a conscious deceit burning in his pocket
to the gambler’s left he looked to gauge the pace
when they looked away he palmed the jack of spades
and he prayed to his God they burned the Aces
a steady pace
needs a Queen
where the hell are the Aces?
two down Jack'll do the trick
betting with haste
one more time
throw a King to spite it
disguised he hopes this one sticks
with a conscious deceit burning in his pocket
to the gambler’s left he looked to gauge the pace
when they looked away he palmed the jack of spades
and he prayed to his God they burned the aces
the turn down the river
he couldn't look away
he'll drown if they put one down
stabbed by the Ace
with a conscious deceit burning in his pocket
to the gambler’s left he looked to gauge the pace
when they looked away he palmed the jack of spades
and he prayed to his God they burned the Aces
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The Biggest Fool
03:15
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the sitting the staring the binging of TV
the sore eyes the headache you staring after me
the magic it’s tragic this winter afternoon
you’re sorry I’m wasted We’ve had too much to drink
the words now explain things the conversation’s stopped
erosion of feelings the bottom from the top
I’m sinking we’re losing this fight it burns my soul
there’s nothing to ponder I am the biggest fool
our springtime it’s melting the mud it’s in our shoes
the fool I became then was one you could not see
the message it faltered and took another course
the seawall it crumbled water took out the shore
I’m sorry you’re stoned now you cannot feel your teeth
the numbness it’s restless you cannot ever see
I’m sinking we’re losing this fight it burns my soul
there’s nothing to ponder I am the biggest fool
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Biscuit
02:52
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Brian Theoret Monroe, Connecticut
I'm an Independent folk-rock solo musician, songwriter, performer, recording and mixing engineer and
producer.
Music helps me process life and what’s happening around me. Writing is therapy. I love to tell stories and I simply love the process of writing and sharing.
Music inspires me. It moves me and helps me feel and process things that are sometimes hard to put into words.
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