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I looked out of my window,
In a tiny little room.
I saw bows and arrows,
And trembled at the moon,
I made love to the ocean,
Wearing nothing but my eyes,
I built a boat with a sparrow,
So we could sail to the sky,
And I apologize,
For ever thinking I couldn't do,
What we organized.
I'm not going to let you in,
'Cause my mind spins like a handle,
I'm not going to write you off,
'Cause like a pen I need a hand now and again,
I'm not going to mess around,
I picked up all of my shit off the ground,
I'm already nodding off,
When it comes down to it,
I'm getting used to it.
I have scattered the petals,
Through a desert,
Through the sea.
I have lain in the mountains,
By the meadows,
Through a breeze,
I have tasted the snowfall,
Gave it all up so I could see,
One more drop and my laughter will follow right after what's left of me.

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from calling all Timers​.​.​., released October 15, 2011

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Denise Clarke Atlanta, Georgia

Denise Clarke is a voice for the people. A woman with soul, hip hop inspired lyricism, raw content, and spanish-inspired guitar riffs, she will knock your socks off. Her amateur album "calling all Timers..." is a discovery of her sound. "Denise Clarke, La Artista Conquistadora!" releases May 5th, 2012, Cinco de Mayo! Ole! ... more

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