1. |
Cinnamon Toast
03:07
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I’ve got a particular imagination
Colourful machinations
And a river snaking
Overtaking my feet
No one’s swallowing me whole
But I’ve been told I overthink
There’s no one to hear your bedroom sounds
Or your spit in the sink
Oh you were reckless with me
You beautiful thief
Told me roll up in the rug
If you're not warm enough but
don't let me go
I get these little heart fevers
So I pretend I didn’t see you either
Did you really run by
Or will you turn around and bite?
I’m not saying it’s all on you
We both know I’m a little soft
The gas has dissipated now
But I still have this nagging cough
We were reckless me
And my beautiful thief
Told me roll up in the rug
If you're not warm enough but
don't let me go
I’m a sucker for Cinnamon Toast
And slow ghosts
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2. |
Taurus Sun
03:54
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Did you ever really want this?
Was I what you wanted?
Fistful of promise
Sweet pepper red face
Did you ever hear a word I said?
Those fisheye sockets
Ammo in your pocket
Oh I better find grace
What a time
To be alive
We spent all night
Talking about you
Oh you know that I'm patient
I grow daisies underground
'Cause I'm a Taurus sun
Checkered in badges of tiresome
We broke bread and we
Hoped it was enough
Because you’re worth it and
And I'm a Taurus sun
No wearing your old shirt to bed
Even though it's the softest
I met you in the hottest
Oh it still makes me sweat
Did I fit the joy you had
Placed on me like an old hat
Oh it's good to be afraid of love
but not like that
What a time to be alive
We spent all night
Talking about you
You know that I’m patient
I stay when I shouldn’t stick around
'Cause I’m a Taurus sun
Checkered in badges of tiresome
We broke bread and we
Hoped it was enough
Because you’re worth it and
And I'm a Taurus sun
You can change the way he speaks
But not how he thinks
You can lead a man to the altar
But he comes as is
(x2)
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3. |
Too Shy
03:35
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90 degrees of paper of Neil and Petty
Cozy in this corner by the bar
He’s 30, pours me generously
When I tell him, oh hey, you’re funny
Wasted, hip length, angel hair
I’m enamoured by your enamel dear
How do I get there?
How do I get there?
28 years of gold
I’m better for it now
Dip me in the bowl
Honey to my thighs
Drag me through the mud
I’ll slow you down
So don’t tell me that I’m too shy
Don’t tell me that I’m too shy, oh!
Three stoned, pink robed ponies
Biting a bridal of K, oh Man of War
You’re chosen there’s no sense in privacy
Anymore you are my personal celebrity
Wasted, hip length, angel hair
Oh you’re going nowhere fast and girl
How do I get there?
How do I get there?
28 years of gold
I’m better for it now
Dip me in the bowl
Honey to my thighs
Drag me through the mud
I’ll slow you down
So don’t tell me that I’m too shy
Don’t tell me that I’m too shy, oh!
Don’t tell me that I’m too shy
I’m a rocket so are you
They’ll forget us both soon (x2)
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4. |
Willow
03:42
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Making breath clouds
Match through the window
Death is making rounds
He’s looking for widows
Never had the confidence
For demands of an aisle seat
Never put myself first
But trouble seems to find me
Told you that I’d be different
That I’d be good
If you would
You know I really really tried
Like hell on my Nanaimo shores
‘Cause you’re a good man
And you deserve that
I’m a willow, a willow, a willow
You were impervious
To any real change
No word without solution
No move without rage
Now I’m alone with lilies
They stand out stark white
They glow yet another ghost
In this microwave light
Told you that I’d be different
Told you I’d try, and I tried
Your eyes fluttered wide
Like shells on my Nanaimo shores
Oh I’m a good woman
I don’t deserve that
You left a puddle of red
Flags on my floor
Knitting coats for the
Deadbolts on my door
For you I’ll always bend
Bleeding never broken
I don’t want this to end
Can we still be friends? (x2)
I’m a willow, a willow, a willow
I’m a willow, a willow, a willow
(Lighter in the cupboard
Keys are in the drawer
I’m taking them before
You can ask for more)
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5. |
Heal
04:44
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You’ve got wings babe
Covered in oil
I’ll clean you
plume by plume
by plume by plume
by plume
by plume
Sequined warrior
Dancing in twos
Breathing, I need you
like this like this
like this like this
You are a blessing
A brush on the head
And a belly well fed
You are dressing
For a number
You haven’t played in yet
And be okay with that
Let the years flow
Through you here
‘Cause they look good on you dear
Baby we’ll heal from that
Baby we’ll heal from that
Warming up to time
With this fog in the trees
There’s no right way to be
See the light struggling
Struggling to see, to see
To see, to see, to see
You are a blessing
A brush on the head
And a belly well fed
You are dressing
For a number
You haven’t played in yet
And be okay with that
Let the years flow
Through you here
‘Cause it looks good on you dear
Baby we’ll heal from that (x3)
From that, from that (x4)
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Lenny Montreal, Québec
Lenny is a singer-songwriter based out of Montreal, Canada. Raised in British Columbia, Lenny picked up the clarinet at age
11, guitar at 15, and has been singing since before she could speak.
Lenny's first single "Birthday" was released in January 2019, with an EP to follow in the spring.
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