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Oh which or which do you choose
the lightbulb or the broken fuse
the golden egg or the goose
Pick one or two

CHORUS
Can we work it out
Your mind's in the North
but your heart's in the South
We've all come to love you
but I know you get lonely,
I know you get lone,
I know you get lonely in those crowds.

Oh which oh which do you choose
The exit or the dark, dark room
The dust pan or the broom
Pick one or two

CHORUS

Oh which oh which do you choose
the silence or the bad, bad news
the judgement call or the confusion
Pick one or two

TEn CEnT POEtry
©August 2012

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released July 4, 2012

Photo:
Jeremy Deal. LunahZon Photography.

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Ten Cent Poetry Asheville, North Carolina

Chelsea La Bate is a poet, composer, songwriter, performer, author and radio host. She likes sparkly things. She constructs songs with colored markers, a notebook, a mountain dulcimer, a banjo and a guitar.

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Track Name: What Kind of Freedom?
What Kind of Freedom?

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Winter’s holding spring

The darkest forces have done no good

I’ve tucked away your wedding ring

Our stripes are fading from the loom.

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The neighbors are flooding in

Forming into power lines

Bubbling in ballot sheets

I hope that love will win this time.

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It’s a closed room with a closed door

It’s a dark game, with the wrong score

We file in line, we fight your wars

But what kind of freedom have we been fighting for?

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With the body comes the foot,

with old trees come old roots

We’re marching for the common good,

but your false laws we’ll not salute.

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It’s a closed room with a closed door

It’s a dark game, with the wrong score

We file in line, we fund your wars

But what kind of freedom have we been fighting for?

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Baby come close to me,

I’ll wear your arm, I’ll your ring

Their machines can’t clip our strings

We’re not equal under the eagles wing.

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It’s a closed room with a closed door

It’s a dark game, with the wrong score

We file in line, we fight your wars

But what kind of freedom have we been fighting for?

~Ten Cent Poetry
Track Name: The Teeth Are in the Words
The Teeth are in the Words

Message in envelopes with paper mouths
The teeth are in the words. the teeth are in the words

I am on the edge of the sound. Inside out.
Reflected by the birds. Protected by the birds

CHORUS
You thought you had it figured out
How to walk across the fire, how to slow it down
How to pour the wine deep into your mouth
How to use these tools that you have found

The earth is waiting just for us, clever crust
Clay baking the in sun. We're taking in the sun

You draw the map. It's green and black.
It's tics and tacs. It's oil in the sand.
Did I misunderstand?

CHORUS
We thought we had it figured out
How to walk across the fire, how to slow it down
How to pour the wine deep into our mouths
How to use these tools that we have found

It's a sudden rush. It's key lime crush.
It's dragonflies cutting up the sky. They know the reason why. . .

You are on the edge of dust. Lunar thrust.
A freckle in my eye. An angel in disguise

I thought I had it figure out. . .
Track Name: Will Time Make Us Heroes?
Will Time Make Us Heroes?

February finding my hands tucked in my coat
Warm wind reminding of the one I love the most
You were the one
You were the one
You were the one

Crown of summer in your river
Ice water to our knees
The sun runs outs the shiver
amongst the old stones and the leaves
You were the one
You were the one
You were the one

CHORUS
And what am I to you now a lover or a host?
Will time make us heroes enemies or ghosts?
What am I to you now a crater or a coast?
Will time make us heroes?

You rest your head on my shoulder
drink the honey from my hands
heaven held it's gate closed
so we gave earth another chance
You were the one
You were the one
You were the one

A gentle overlapping
two last names mixed with dust
a fragile overpassing
with a soft, delicate crust
a blanket laid down for napping
a hand I could trust
Will time make us heroes?

In the morning you kiss my forehead
pull the blankets to my throat
you ride to work with a warm thermos
playing cards in your spokes
You were the one
You were the one
You were the one

CHORUS

Never mind rewinding
or the words that went unspoken
You were the light behind me
you were the arcade's token
You were the one
You were the one
You were the one

CHORUS

~Ten CEnt PoETry
Track Name: Spots on the King
Spots on the King

It hurts to see you dying, it hurts to see you've cared
for a wingless plane not flying, for a legless chair
that has left you, left you standing, standing alone in line
staring at the backs of heads with wild flowers behind you.

And I'm sure if you can walk away from all that's left unsaid
The sun will pine to find your day and a roof will find your head

It hurts to see you shackled, it hurts to see you down
Wearing the crown of the king, but the spots of the clown
That spread across your shoulders, then across your mighty throne
Your holy flame reduced to smolders, an echo as your home

And I'm sure if you can walk away from all that's left unsaid
The sun will pine to find your day and a roof will find your head

So take care my one time lover, be brave my longtime friends
I'll teach you how to find your way then you'll have to remind me again.
How to navigate through terror, twists turns and bends and
have faith that good beginnings sprout from the darkest of ends

Ten Cent Poetry
Asheville, NC
© 2012
Track Name: LoNeLy In tHoSE CrOWds
Oh which or which do you choose
the lightbulb or the broken fuse
the golden egg or the goose
Pick one or two

CHORUS
Can we work it out
Your mind's in the North
but your heart's in the South
We've all come to love you
but I know you get lonely,
I know you get lone,
I know you get lonely in those crowds.

Oh which oh which do you choose
The exit or the dark, dark room
The dust pan or the broom
Pick one or two

CHORUS

Oh which oh which do you choose
the silence or the bad, bad news
the judgement call or the confusion
Pick one or two

Ten CEnt Poetry
©August 2012
Track Name: Like This
LIKE THIS

Hook her by the fingertips
like this

Spin her to your chest
like this

Hum into the pink conch of her ear
like this

Twirl her out. Make the call. Be the man
like this

Boil the meat. Fill her mouth
like this

Kick in the door. Lie her down
like this

Rub her ankles. coco butter. lavender oil
like this

Taste her fruit
like this

Watch her spine become a bridge
like this

Count the explosions
like this

Keep it secret
like shhhhhh