Phantom Kin
by Lipstick Lumberjack (ft. Button Willow Locomotive)
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lyrics
There's a wrinkle in the couch where you used to sit,
We would laugh for hours while you spun a fine yarn.
Now there's nothing but the space where you used to fit.
You're my phantom kin, and it hurts sometimes.
It hurts sometimes.
I hear you in the living room,
I feel you in the dark,
My mind is gonna give in soon,
My heart is torn apart, in the morning there's no mark.
Ah-ah-ah, You'll always be my phantom kin.
Ah-ah-ah, Even if I start again.
Pins, sharpened needles, I can feel every beetle on your skin.
I pour my coffee, extra hot,
There's always extra in the pot
Do I take sugar? I forgot.
But I know you liked yours creamy, you're living in my dreams.
Ah-ah-ah, You'll always be my phantom kin.
Ah-ah-ah, Even if I start again.
Pins, sharpened needles, I can feel every beetle on your skin.
The tree you planted last summer wouldn't change its leaves with the seasons.
And then things got a bit glummer when the hours lasted longer for no reason.
I feel you pulling, asking when we're gonna harvest those limes
And I said, 'hold your horses, what's your rush? we've got
whole heaps of time'
We would laugh for hours while you spun a fine yarn.
Now there's nothing but the space where you used to fit.
You're my phantom kin, and it hurts sometimes.
It hurts sometimes.
I hear you in the living room,
I feel you in the dark,
My mind is gonna give in soon,
My heart is torn apart, in the morning there's no mark.
Ah-ah-ah, You'll always be my phantom kin.
Ah-ah-ah, Even if I start again.
Pins, sharpened needles, I can feel every beetle on your skin.
I pour my coffee, extra hot,
There's always extra in the pot
Do I take sugar? I forgot.
But I know you liked yours creamy, you're living in my dreams.
Ah-ah-ah, You'll always be my phantom kin.
Ah-ah-ah, Even if I start again.
Pins, sharpened needles, I can feel every beetle on your skin.
The tree you planted last summer wouldn't change its leaves with the seasons.
And then things got a bit glummer when the hours lasted longer for no reason.
I feel you pulling, asking when we're gonna harvest those limes
And I said, 'hold your horses, what's your rush? we've got
whole heaps of time'
credits
released 29 April 2013
Music and Lyrics written by Sam Sobelman and Katherine Donovan
Performed by:
Sam Sobelman - Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Claps
Katherine - Vocals, Tambourine
Alex Heflin - Vocals, Mandolin
Amanda Carson - Vocals
Cover Art by Katherine Donovan
Original Album Cover Photograph CC By 2.0 Copyright 2009 by Daniel Hartwig
Music and Lyrics written by Sam Sobelman and Katherine Donovan
Performed by:
Sam Sobelman - Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Claps
Katherine - Vocals, Tambourine
Alex Heflin - Vocals, Mandolin
Amanda Carson - Vocals
Cover Art by Katherine Donovan
Original Album Cover Photograph CC By 2.0 Copyright 2009 by Daniel Hartwig
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Transcendentalist Folk Pop
Sam and Katherine met through the magic of the internet. On
the first night they met, they played a song together at one of Sam's shows. From that moment, they started writing new material and reworking old material to become Lipstick Lumberjack.
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shows
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May 26Riverside, CA
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May 28Long Beach, CA
discography
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Dec 2012
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