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feather river canyon blues

by pigeon pit

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1.
love letters 01:24
like pictures on my tv or tiles on my kitchen floor or miles, beers, and ghosted plans just more more more more more more more i just can't stop thinking, baby, night after night how we both look like shit under these gas station lights i hang my feet off of my trestles, hang my head when you come around maybe tonight i won't stay up just to put myself down down down down toss bottles off my rooftop, hear them shatter in the street, stumble through this maze of alleys, pick the glass out of my feet there's nothing that i wouldn't steal for you no roof or bridge i wouldn't climb to feel like i'm alive i went to your sob story and all i got was a fist fight i might not tell you the whole truth but all you do is lie lie lie lie the slowing of your breathing, the slurring of your speach the burn marks on my legs, the stepping stones down to the beach the way you're looking at me, baby, you're so fucking out of reach but the stars don't look the same since your body found peace if every shooting star we wish on's just a chemical burn out we can tell each other's futures in the burn holes on my couch and if the stars don't look the same when my luck finally runs out dump my body in the sunset on the hill beside my house between the road head, the road rage, the dui's you've got many roads to follow down the pupils of your eyes and if the stars just look the same after hours on my bike i guess i fucked it up again but all i can do is try try try try all you can do is try try try try
2.
fire escape 02:32
crumpled up on the floor of the shower hope the neighbors aren't home bitter pills and a camel for breakfast pour the day down the drain on my phone it won't feel good till i hear your voice on the north side of town clumsy words stumble over the phone glance down the hall in your hospital gown like the photographs hung up of tangled up bodies on my old kitchen floor the faces come flooding in and soak up the reasons why we're not that close anymore why i missed your wedding day and what was i running from closeness or distance or trucks in nebraska i just black out what i do to survive life's got two yellow lines and i fell asleep driving your heart screams the word, your mouth finds their shape: "i'm not gonna die here" the glass cuts your feet as you walk away the picture gets clearer it's a house up in flames and you built your own cage just so no one could hurt you if there's nothing to lose, there's nothing to gain that's just something you learn through
3.
milk crates 02:58
like a dog tugging on a rope i don't even know where i'd go if they let go in my selfish narrowmindedness they put up a chain link fence now there's nothing i can do but bark my head off but we're not fucking playing i got these teeth for a reason i know that it's life or death, i can't forget it i lie down and you kiss my forehead i tell you i'm just fucking exhausted from work i don't wanna get drunk, i don't wanna go out it feels like survival just isn't enough is it? the winter passes my jaw unclenched the ferns outside my window learn to open up and there are things in your life that you were made to run away from but it's not your grief or your pain or any other kind of love i let go of my hold on a happy ending, when you're baked into a corner there's no horizon where i once felt despair now i feel free i put my trust in broken milk crates underneath the trestle by the vet's hall a call for help in markal i found your mouth under the blankets this might be the last night i can taste country duets and inhalants no job, no place to get away from i've been to a world worth living in no rent, no lies to memorize no fucked up world to drown out
4.
river song 02:37
bum around the house waiting for a ride shout out my name when you pull up outside leave more pain behind with each town we pass the road sodas are on me if you can drive real fast there's someone i don't wanna be living in my mind but everybody's got something they wanna leave behind you'll be the empty cans laying at my feet i'll be the dead dog laying out in the hot summer heat i leave my shirt on the shore, trade in all my regrets i got a couple of years to forget kick the dust off of the little things i won with a smile made of paper hanging out on my tongue saw all the friends i lost standing up on the bridge we'll waste the whole day in the sun and just smoke and bitch kiss your crooked teeth, the trestle of your grin a monument to a world worth living in let the red wine go ahead a stain my shirt let this river wash away all my god damned hurt let the sun sink low and the day roll past and just think about how i never get the moment back i hope you know you don't owe nobody nothing i hope you know just how much i believe in you how your friends light up when you walk in the room and the joy and the love to see you live your truth drive me down tot he river on the golden hour
5.
empties 02:15
bury my feet in the dirt, by the pine in the garden with my cat he got too brave in the breath of the freeway bury my feet in your blankets, christmas lights in your bedroom, with your cat and i get brave and i tell you how i'm feeling bury my face in your hair, you smell like parliaments and whispered fears like "what if you move back to new york and i never see you again?" we wear each other's clothes a silent promise on the back porch we pack another bowl and skate down to the corner store i watch the nail glow red, turn my teeth into ash you've got eyes like fire and i'm feeling cashed with grief in my lungs i will choke on your silence, your breath on my lips and the patterns that bind us and our eyes glaze over eagerly in smoked out fantasies of chosen family a house in the woods, a litter of kittens we could raise our children with a river to swim in you brush my hair behind my ear can't stay in this town long but for tonight you're here i never throw out your empties you haunt me night after night i see reflections of ghosts , like your eyes in the porch light nervous paper peeled from your drinks it pours over your walls and you say what you're thinking the water tower hangs over head we keep getting higher as our hearts keep sinking down
6.
clawfoot 02:48
four legs bent over a clawfoot deluged in panic flower petals on my knees a mosaic drenched in pink it's been a while since i felt safe outside my bedroom i know i can't make my mind but i'm a sunflower, all dried up and dead and burnt out overwhelmed by what i needed bathroom tiles carved into my knees it breaks my heart to think, "is this conversation worth having?" i know you're sick and tired of feeling stagnant but your friends don't push you to grow i know we could all use some validation between my pattern seeking paranoid defenses and my capacity to change i tried to loosen knots by pulling on them harder: i didn't give myself no room to breathe and you can fantasize in time things will work themselves out self medicate by running out of town in neurotic desperation i seek out bodies of water and learn to cry in total silence
7.
my walk home from the grocery store takes me past my favorite court house doors there's crowds of hungry people everywhere, but that's alright, i brought enough to share! please officer, you gotta believe me, it's soup for my family! no i aint no crook, i aint no vandal, just pourin' one out from a can of campbells no i aint no part of no organization it's just a perfect summer night for some celebration you brought the ribs, i brought a can of clam chowder let's roast these piggies and sing together! now anytime that i'm feeling lonely i just head into the street with some minestrone if this thankless job has made your heart grow cold i got some chicken soup for your fascist soul
8.
tether 02:37
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sunbleached 03:06
10.

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don't know how long i've been gone, but baby, i'm coming home.

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released January 1, 2022

lomes - guitar, voice
bo - fiddle, voice
olive - drums, voice
josh - bass, voice
jim - peddle steel, voice
maddy - banjo, voice
jen - bass, voice (soup for my family)

recorded by capt tripps ballsington at high command in olympia, wa
photo by peach
cover design by james
songs written by lomes

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pigeon pit is a collection of stories wrapped in sunburned skin and a brave heart from a small beach town.

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