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Pitter Patter

by Billy Libby

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1.
Bus Ride 03:12
Like a bell ringing in the distance We dance with each new note That our minds divine from it’s varied persistence That’s born with each new chime Now as the bus roles on To Maine from Vermont I am sitting oh so still And staring off at the hills Like everyone else is But my mind is wondering Faster than my current speed And it feels like a dream Till I get woken up Worn dark streets on either side Stretch to reach my piece of mind Watching the distance fade And thinking of plans we made We’re part of the dream And we’ll never wake up But my pen is scribbling I am Writing a letter to myself Addressed to no one really – No one really
2.
Leaves 05:29
False words were true Spreading out and sifting through Fallen leafs leave helpless trees When it gets cold Humming blank sounds Of the hallways leading down To the place that makes you wonder (If you had to, could you give it up?) Like the changing seasons colors slowly weaving knots Could you give it up? Cause I’ve been thinking of cutting off all my ties And just disappearing and starting a brand new life Where the sun sets three hours behind Winds crisp and thin Chap my lips and bite my skin Wrapping me in memories But I think I’d rather forget them oh (If you had to, could you give it up?) Like the changing seasons colors slowly weaving knots Could you give it up? Cause I’ve been thinking of cutting off all my ties And just disappearing and starting a brand new life Where the sun sets three hours behind.
3.
The constant pitter patter Of a leaking kitchen sink And a moth slamming harder and harder Into glass can make you think Of how such a problem, can be so clear It’s the transparency, that makes it easy to forget they’re here I tend to ignore, and sink a little more To the dampest, dark, and dirtiest spots on this apartment floor But when I step aside It’s clear to see that I was just too close to this before Woven through stormy weather The sound of shifting winds Float through the leaves and whisper Hymns light and thin As the house, it rattles within its bones And the pitter patter of rhythmic tones Help me ignore, and sink a little more To the dampest, dark, and dirtiest spots on this apartment floor But when I step aside It’s clear to see that I was just too close to this before Slow to start like peering through a pinhole at what came and went Ten thousand miles deep I find relief can be a steep ascent Because everyday just gets farther away And I seem to have a knack for being the straw that breaks the camel’s back Then walks away I tend to ignore and sink a little more To the dampest, dark, and dirtiest spots on this apartment floor But when I step aside It’s clear to see that I was just too close to this before Too close to this before, too close to this before
4.
Blue Eyed 03:44
In the cut ties She once stood with me Waiting for the great whale Searching for the exhale In just one minute The ground beneath you starts to move Smile as the earth comes apart And fall through Fall through Blue eyes You lie deep red, not white Smile as the earth comes apart And fall through Fall through
5.
In the early nights of winter time Bring the blankets leaking feathers fly To the bed the floor into the air While the window frames the trees all bare Oooohhh oooohhh Now the breaking dawn brings flakes of white Through the window streams a bluish light Catching dust all floating down to lie In a layer in a house so quiet So I lean back in this place I call home All’s well that weathers the storm You hear everything in a house this quiet All’s well that weathers the storm
6.
She got me lit but she did not exist she was a figment of my imagination Dallas is the town where all the pretty girls are found and the fact i've never been has got me feeling awfully foolish cause oh no, no what have I done? I let slip another one oh when I got home I felt so sick that I could die Oh why didn't I just wait around? and tell a clever joke or two before she split town then at least I could pretend I know how to play her strings Well weeks have gone by and like a flower I am wilting heavy sighs and gushing hopeless laughter cause through all of this stories plot twists i'll fasten my grip while feeling awfully foolish As I sit here trying to grow and just keep passing the open windows because sorrow floats to help us cope with all the love that downs So contently I'll just wait around and tell clever joke to the next girl who comes round and I wont have to pretend, cause I'll know how to play her strings and the world will stop to hear every song that we sing

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Copyright Billy Libby 2011
Published by You Spelled Out and Intrigue Music LLC
(administered by Songs of Intrigue ASCAP)
All rights reserved.
www.intriguemusic.com

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released September 20, 2011

Design and Layout by Robbie Kanner www.robbiekanner.com
Cover art by Shannon Rankin www.artistshannonrankin.com
Photo by Shervin Lainez www.shervinfoto.com
All songs by Billy Libby except tracks 1,2 and 5 by Billy Libby and Erin Sprinkle
Engineered, Produced and Arranged by Billy Libby
Additional engineering, production and arrangement by Sean Morin
Mixed by Jonathan Wyman www.thissoundsgood.com
Mastered by Doug Van Sloun at Focus Mastering www.focusmastering.com

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Billy Libby Brooklyn, New York

Billy grew up with photos of The Beatles hung up about the house as if they were family members, and began singing before he could even really talk. He spent most of his life in Portland, Maine; hopping along the rocky coast in the summer, and cooped up with a guitar during the frigid winters, and now lives in Brooklyn, NY. ... more

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