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1.
Two Little Red Hens (free) 03:45
Save me please a little sip and Leave me without fingertips No proof though I was here Lovely please this web you're weaving Making plain a majesty From sticks and little stones Sanctuary in the cup To supple lips bring subtle touches I'm a sinner but I'm a victim too Loosely I know and the mention makes it so Wrestle free from damp devotion I've cleared a path down to the ocean Wet though it may be For lack of credence Begin anew Though I've found anything is True enough if close examined Would gladly trade our plenty for your famine Starving though we are Venture please into the pasture Plentiful is man's disaster Come, sinners though we be
2.
Soaking in oak Parading internally Like an adult You see what I mean? The light hangs so cautiously I'm leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me Leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me Leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me Leaning to listen but it never comes back Argue with me and receive it Receive The ankle of glory Is chained to its enemy So wish me away at the thin veil of morning It's lifting forever but the taste won't come back to me Lifting forever but the taste won't come back to me Lifting forever but the taste won't come back to me Lifting to vision but it never comes back to me Lifting a vision that never comes back Possible, possible Make me an offer And watch me refuse it Just to refuse it This may confuse So I lead with a warning You have my heart beating, My heartbeat performing Wager your bones On a fast hand of decency This may confound But you will understand And we will speak again When you are an old gentleman Wilting, disheveled, too late to turn back Wilting, disheveled, too late to come back Wilting forever but you never come back to me Soaking in oak And fading eternally As an adult You see what I mean? The light hangs so differently I'm leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me Leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me Leaning forever but the taste won't come back to me Lifting forever but the taste won't come back to me Lifting forever but it never comes back
3.
Panoramic 06:03
In this renaissance I trace my first response Upon your silhouette, your bareness The dormant form beneath your purple dress A tender century She's worn it just for me, ashore And lipstick across this, lipstick across this stream The dawn hides just below my feet How far I've fallen just to do your bidding Led aimless through the streets, I watch the dawn drawn pale beside a burning building We spot a black patch in the ice Cinders born of steam And oil to grease our palms Are we capable of ordinary indiscrepancies? As fever fills my gloves Am I capable of ordinary love? The fawn lies hidden underneath How long I've ridden just to be forgiving Led gently by the sleeve The fawn still stalling in a burning building Come and be a child with me, be a child with me, be a child Come and be a child with me, be a child with me, be a child Tread the lonely mile with me, be a child with me, be a child Would you prefer a love song? Would you prefer the song unwritten? The warmth withdrawn, the fire submitting? An unused gun drawn quietly from beneath How often I've given to feel unfulfilling Whispered swift between the teeth Only the gun resists inside a burning building
4.
Like This 02:53
Like this, like this? If you insist If you insist, then almost All these hard bargains right down the list The knuckles of government red and... Ernest is dead, so soon shall I be Sequestered by my wealth I fall into step and betray you his company The poisonous victor emerging Like this, like this? If you resist If you resist, then no one Will be there to scrape the last Rinds from your fist Mistaking the suitor his shadow I reach for my mask But remember I wear none As though to remove it Would rile your surprise Pledge my loss to a genius child Gathering up his robe As I, without genius, Reach for my crown Imagined, all imagined Presenting my lady a pleasant throne She's so still, my lady, in another country But still my baby We nuzzled in the cradle Infants praying softly Leap the fence, our only chance Defenseless in our treasons There is no substitution for mercy
5.
At year's end, I'll lose my friends Assume the worst, a dread rehearsed Always try to brace against The shifting of the fabric as we bend Always try to brace against your friends And gone so soon? The settling smoke obscures all trace of bloom In this, the springtime of a bliss protected only by its fumes Always try to glide past that lagoon I am waiting to be Crushed underneath The bridge that leads from the future To the shade of its seed There are notes beyond woe But they've uncovered a word for the colors I'm turning True Like failure costs only a penny round My eyelids gleam like copper Always try to wear that soil like a crown As we rise for our breakfasts Poke our heads through the dirt In their power I am faithful For look what I've found Evading the ground A January flower Now mine to desert Dirt: we call it soil in the garden Dirty garden? Blame the gardener Not your partner You could be dead You could be married Or stuck in the same prison And I wouldn't know the difference To my surprise, I find your guise appalling And start digging at the gauze But when the guards arrive My sugarcoat of calm is no disguise Always make the most of those goodbyes

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released July 19, 2011

All songs written, performed, & recorded in a Brooklyn apartment by Steven Kaiser (BMI) © 2011

Piano on “Two Little Red Hens” by Face Yu
Drum programming on “Dead Or Married” by David Palatsi

Mastered by Adrian Morgan at Timeless Mastering

Photographs by Ali Hackathorn © 2011
Tray photograph by David Palatsi © 2011

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Children Having Children Brooklyn, New York

Steeped in equal parts rock, alternative, and post-everything, then stirred with orchestral ambitions and sweetened with noise, CHC likes to do as they please in an attempt to pay homage to the legacy of great songwriting.

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