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Reverie

by Julian Fulton

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I couldn’t find my glasses, so I walked into a wall I couldn’t find my keys, so I had to walk All it takes is until I wake to lose everything I couldn’t find my wallet, so I couldn’t pay I couldn’t find the words, so I couldn’t say I couldn’t find my phone, so I wrote a letter I couldn’t find my coat, so I wore a sweater All it takes is until I wake to lose everything I couldn’t find my shoes, so I wore some slippers I couldn’t find the Mrs., so I found the Mr. I couldn’t find my drugs, so I sobered up Then I started finding things, but all the doors were already shut All it takes is until I wake to lose everything I’ve lost everything
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I'm so sorry I missed your birthday I'll make it up to you some day I'm so sorry I missed your birthday I'll make it up to you some day, some way Don't be sad, it was an accident You know I'd never try to hurt you Don't you worry about next year Come that time, I'll be right here So won't you please wipe those tears away? Wipe those tears away...
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No matter rich or poor No matter when or why I, I, I am yours And you are mine One that I adore With love I can't define I, I, I am yours And you are mine You are mine I am yours I am yours I am yours And you are mine
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These fictitious truths are weighing on my mind Those that can't agree are simply not my kind I did what was asked and bided all my time Now, it's time that I take back that which is mine
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Paris, Idaho 04:50
Paris, Idaho There ain't no where to go There ain't nothin' to do I need to escape you My parole is up in June And it couldn't come too soon Just gotta fix my truck And find a way to ditch this cut Emily, hurry up before they see And think that we are trying to run Though we are, for once we're running towards something Instead of just away, away Blood, like freckles, upon my clothes While my brothers hit the floors like dominos In Paris, Idaho There ain't no where to go There ain't nothin' to do I need to escape you My parole is up in June And it couldn't come too soon Just gotta fix my truck And find a way to ditch this cut Who's to say if these wounds will heal? I can't even say how the fuck I feel All I know is you Paris, Idaho There ain't no where to go There ain't nothin' to do I need to erase you It's a quarter past ten, your grandma should be in bed Cab's parked 'round back and 12k's in the shed There's a charter down in Reno running a casino Where they'll let us stay for a couple of days Warped by cancer of the mind While caged and paraded at the same damn time Waiting for something existential to align Let's bury the past in a field of grass Like the one where we first kissed I can live with jail, I can live with death But I can't live without your lips

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Reverie is compiled of home-recorded demos written from
2004-2014 and recorded sporadically from 2013-2015.

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released February 13, 2015

Music and art by Julian Fulton
Photo by Kristine Fulton

No. 1-5 mastered by Adam Cichocki
No. 6 mastered by Kevin Carafa
Recorded at Howie's Hideaway

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