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Face Up Facing

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Hey there, where do you come from?
Face up facing, brown eyes fixed to a poor tired world
And hey there, what better get on the stick
Or there won't be no more grass blades
To whistle through your fingers

No more green stuff (tripping through barefoot)
No more tall pines (to skinny up to the top)
No more good causes (to hold up)
And no more love

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from Future Self, released May 10, 2011

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Debut album "Future Self" out now via Barsuk records.

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