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La Dispute - King Park
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La Dispute - Such Small Hands
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La Dispute - Andria
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La Dispute - Harder Harmonies
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La Dispute - I Shaved My Head
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La Dispute - Fall Down, Never Get Back Up Again
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La Dispute - Nobody, Not Even the Rain
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La Dispute - Safer in the Forest / Love Song for Poor Michigan
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La Dispute - Woman (In Mirror)
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La Dispute - A Departure
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La Dispute - Man With Hands And Ankles Bound
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La Dispute - New Storms For Older Lovers
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La Dispute - The Last Lost Continent
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La Dispute - The Surgeon And The Scientist
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La Dispute - A Letter
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La Dispute - All Our Bruised Bodies And The Whole Heart Shrinks
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La Dispute - Autofiction detail
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La Dispute - Damaged Goods
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La Dispute - Eight
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La Dispute - Fairmount
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La Dispute - Fulton Street I
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La Dispute - He Is Here, He Is Not Afraid
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La Dispute - I See Everything
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La Dispute - Last Blues For Bloody Knuckles
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La Dispute - Nine
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La Dispute - Objects In Space
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La Dispute - Only Everything Below
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La Dispute - The Most Beautiful Bitter Fruit
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La Dispute - Why It Scares Me
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La Dispute - You And I In Unison
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La Dispute - 35
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La Dispute - A
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La Dispute - A Broken Jar
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La Dispute - A Poem
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La Dispute - A Word Of Welcome And Of Warning
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La Dispute - Anxiety Panorama
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La Dispute - Bury Your Flames
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La Dispute - Edit Your Hometown
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La Dispute - Edward Benz, 27 Times
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La Dispute - Eleven
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La Dispute - Extraordinary Dinner Party
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La Dispute - First Reactions After Falling Through the Ice
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La Dispute - Five
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La Dispute - Footsteps At The Pond
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La Dispute - For Mayor in Splitsville
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La Dispute - Four
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La Dispute - Fulton Street Ii
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La Dispute - Future Wars
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La Dispute - How I Feel
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La Dispute - Hudsonville Mi
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La Dispute - In Northern Michigan
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La Dispute - Last Blues
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La Dispute - One
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La Dispute - Rhodonite And Grief
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La Dispute - Sad Prayers For Guilty Bodies
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La Dispute - Said the King To the River
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La Dispute - Scenes from Highways 1981-2009
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La Dispute - See You In Vancouver
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La Dispute - Seven
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La Dispute - Shall Never Lose It's Power
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La Dispute - Six
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La Dispute - St. Paul Missionary Baptist Church Blues
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La Dispute - Stay Happy There
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La Dispute - Sunday Morning, At a Funeral
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La Dispute - Ten
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La Dispute - The Castle Builders
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La Dispute - The Child We Lost
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La Dispute - Then Again, Maybe You Were Right
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La Dispute - There You Are (Hiding Place)
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La Dispute - Thirteen
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La Dispute - Three
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La Dispute - To Withstand The Force Of Storms
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La Dispute - Twas The Night Before Christmas
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La Dispute - Twelve
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La Dispute - Two
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La Dispute - Untitled
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La Dispute - View From Our Bedroom Window
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La Dispute - Woman (Reading)
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La Dispute - You Ascendant
Harder Harmonies
La Dispute
Faint glimmer of the past trapped in mother's old slides,
Sits still in the apartment while sifting through some pictures
Of the child that he once was and the sense of hope they framed.
"it's a shame,"
And i fear that fate while the humming from the street keeps me awake,
He says, "i let life get twisted.
Get worn out, torn up, and late with the rent. and
Now nothing makes sense except the bench and that piano,
A feeling nearing order when i'm pressing down the chords."
And he plays,
And it swells and breaks, but what'll it take to make my life sound like that.
And brings a fever, a dream of sweat and ecstasy.
A kiss on every hammer hit that follows as the keys fall down and
Bring an order first, then chaos, then a calm, that
Paints every shift in murals on the wall. and
It presses to your neck,
It clutches to your hips,
Softly sings to you of fireworks and god and art and sex and it's strange-
That it feels so right when nothing else does.
But all the while he's playing there's a humming
Coming up and through the window from outside.
And even he has to admit a certain melody in it, but then why can't he harmonize?
It's like the city's got it's own song but he can't play along.
He sees the notes as they fly by but always plays them wrong.
And in the bathroom it gets blurry, gets warm and distorted,
Like light pushed the orange of the pillbox he poured in
His palm. it falls to the floor, he smiles as it hits,
"sounds a little like an instrument."
Like a voice in the choir, that hum and that drumbeat of life as an art-form and
Fire through the streets that keep moving us in silence to phantom baton sweeps,
Keep tapping to the tempo of our feet.
And all the ones who seem to fit the best into the chorus never notice there's a song
And the ones who seem to hear it end up tortured by the chords when they fail to find
A way to sing along.
And when you sing the wrong thing it all starts collapsing.
Starts to ring out and feedback, starts lapsing and crashing, on notes that don't clash
But that never quite feel like they match.
And i never quite feel like mine match.
There's a melody in everything,
I'm trying to find a harmony but
Nothing seems to work,
Nothing seems to fit.
There's a melody in everything,
I'm trying to find a harmony but
Nothing seems to work,
Nothing seems to fit.
There's a melody in everything,
I'm trying to find a harmony but
Nothing seems to work,
Nothing fits.
