Demos Vol. I

by Lauren O'Connell

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Paavo Bergmann
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Paavo Bergmann So great! Lauren started out breathtakingly awesome and keeps evolving all the time Favorite track: Out of Focus (Demo).
Matthew Woodman
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Matthew Woodman I like the one-two punch of "Out of Focus" and "Coney Island Baby." The first is a gorgeous autopsy of a failed relationship, and the second is a beautiful cover (of a Tom Waits song) about the glorious obsession of a current --but perhaps unsustainable-- romance. Favorite track: Coney Island Baby.
Alex Marshall
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Alex Marshall Mmm. Demos. I cannot wait for the finished version/s. 'Out of Focus' is such a wonderful piano driven ballad, and the acoustic re-incarnation of 'From Chambers, Slow' is a blast from the past. Favorite track: Out of Focus (Demo).
Randy Schultz
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Randy Schultz Any of Lauren's works need NO justification to be in my or anyone's collection. Favorite track: Out of Focus (Demo).
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I thought it might help if I could try limiting All of my thoughts to meaningless little things If I got hung up on some letter you wrote me go Outside imagine the weather in Tokyo But I'd get dragged down by the slightest connection Just fly off the tracks to some recollection Of a casual mention of a trip round the planet A phone call that I didn't get when you landed And how I still waited for you When you told me not to Still remember the things that you chose to leave out of focus Admire, compose, and pretend not to notice And in all of your messages, the intimate care that you Took to show you didn't wish I was there with you And of course I know what kind of beer we were drinking last Christmas When I asked you those things that were none of my business I think called you a liar but actually I was just mad that you wouldn't yell back at me And I never thanked you for that So thanks That's all you're gonna get It's been a long time, it's almost even easy I get days, even weeks where you vanish completely I know I'm free now of hating or wanting you I just hate that I still understand what I saw in you I just hate that I still understand what I saw in you
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There's a tree in my yard and it killed all the other plants And showed no remorse But even nature's a bitch and she's gonna take her course It dominates the yard and it doesn't seem right It played out like that But you won't hear me complain 'cause it don't look bad Would you trust your life To traffic lights And strangers' hands Near every night As I sing in time With the crashing cars And all sounds that carry To my front yard And I will be the one who knows what's coming to me I'm gonna know, I'll know, I'll know what's coming to me If I were a ghost, I'd fuck with everybody I know Shake the walls on each house And each attic above so keep your ear to the ground I'd carve "hello" into a rafter with a bent up fork So you can read it next time You go up there to push something out of sight and mind Bullets may fly From chambers, slow But straight and steady So still they go And weave around Houses and trees In search of you In search of me And I will be the one who knows what's coming to me I'm gonna know, I'll know, I'll know what's coming to me
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Be Mine 04:08
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Unbelievers 03:19
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I've spent time Just figuring ways Something more certain than just hoping you will stay But what good is that When it's so hard to tell If I could give you anything That you could not find better somewhere else Help me out, help me out I've tried to count The things I'd do What I would change if I only knew how to And I don't know why But for better or worse I can't shake this need I've got For you to know exactly what I'm worth Help me out, help me out Is it all right to know that you're not better off? Is it okay for me to wish that you were lonelier when I was gone? ‘Cause I’ve loved you the best that I know how But I think I'm loving you wrong And I would rather be gone I grew up to find My heart open And my hand held out like fate owed me something But should I even want it Like we’re all built to hold Under the pressure that just comes along With knowing that you're something somebody chose Help me out, help me out I just need somewhere to go Some dirt to fill some holes and there are plenty Of ways to get that done It's just that I want little to do With anybody who's not you And I have noticed That's almost everyone
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I think it'd be grand To be a thief all with my red hands Making a grab at every single chance And there are plenty around here I'd say "Sweet providence Show me a taste, a little consequence Something to make me wanna repent 'Cause I'm so far out of bounds here" I'm no bystander Call it a paradox A war that we wage all made of scissors and rocks And paper, it came but only just to talk But somehow won anyway And as for treatises Why would I lay out all my weaknesses? And show just how bleak all of this bleakness is? ‘Cause I had nothing better to say? If I write memoirs I'll make up lies about how movie stars Showed me all I know of what people are We all want to be wanted around How I saw Jesse James With no desperation in his pale face Took what he wanted and they gave chase To every corner of town
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Graceland 04:28

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released June 4, 2013

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