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Brightness

by Aurora Birch

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H. W. Worthy poetry, worthy music. The ideas expressed show virtues such as wisdom, yet are also personal and natural. Favorite track: Semantics.
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𝐈𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐡𝐮𝐥𝐣

✔ An authentic voice.
✔ Poetic lyrics.
✔ Memorable melodies.
✔ Creative arrangements.
✔ Superb backing musicians.
✔ Heart and soul.

Aurora Birch brings all of it.

- Favorite track: Semantics.
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1.
Atomic Love 04:08
we were once a sun from oblivion our souls were forged in kindred flame we were drifting dust evoking stellar lust they envied us our lack of aim to be so small and yet profound to be so infinitely bound to be so infinitely found they’d trade it all to us for our atomic love we were once the air we were unaware of corporal pain of human time but without regret we became the breath of one young girl our souls consigned and in her heart we made our home her longing sighs we came to know we sang our steady song to show her that she was good enough with our atomic love we came to rest we found our flesh at the same time but far away you were unknown i had been grown without your heat to guide my way no shell of skin could ever hide the supernova in your eyes when i saw them oh i realized that i was made of your atomic love
2.
Little Shoes 03:46
i’m sleeping in a city that i've painted with my feet every haunted arboretum, every empty one way street with heavy strokes and heavy strides heavy strokes and heavy strides with heavy strokes and heavy strides i dimmed them all in time i’ve come to find myself a lamb in a lion suit gazing horrified in mirrors at the limbs i grew but the havens that i knew the heavens that i knew the best things that i knew are far too small but i will never i’ll never wear little shoes i’ll never wear little shoes i’ll never wear little shoes again i woke my mother in the middle of the night crying out for eden, or something of the like but what was she supposed to say what was she supposed to say what was she supposed to say for all her grief? i’d like to think i’m kinder than i was when i was small that my hands, which found the world, did good and right when they were called but we all love to live that way we all love to live that way we all love to live that way, don’t you think? but i will never i’ll never wear little shoes i’ll never wear little shoes i’ll never wear little shoes again i’ll never wear little shoes again i’ll never wear little shoes again
3.
Semantics 03:42
on a seashore overgrown i found some little rivers that had carved their way back home but washed away before the maps were taught who am i to name them, but who am i to not? to deem a thing a river is to say it never ends the mighty mississippi has no little fleeting friends if i were to look, if i were to look with an older set of eyes i would see more things as rivers, for i’d live to their demise well i guess i’m not your lover, and i won’t be your wife and i won’t be your widow eighty years into my life so keep the whiskey steady, keep it flowing like the rhone i’ll be drowning out the questions that are burning in my throat to deem a thing a river is to say it never ends to lose him as a lover means to lose him as a friend if i were to look, if i were to look with an older set of eyes i would see more things as lovers than as heroes in disguise on a seashore overgrown i dug a grave for every river that’s been doomed to be unknown but perhaps the sand remembers all their shapes perhaps it recollects your footprints as you turned and stormed away to deem a thing a river is to say it never ends the mighty mississippi has no little fleeting friends and i would say i loved you in the best way i knew how and if you were around to hear i’d say i love you now if you were to look, if you were to look with an older set of eyes could you forgive me?
4.
Lark 04:04
little lark peeked into the dark and said, i hate the sun it burns my wings i want to howl, to make love to the owl i want to do vagrant dusky things but to be the warp and weft is to leave yourself bereft leave yourself with nothing left to use to dust off your own shoes once again i was told i was something to behold and where i flew the light would follow me but this job’s been done, there’s a million other suns, and there’s a lot of girls named emily and if you took their bones and removed them from their homes i wouldn’t find my own among the rest i’d be fooled by my own chest once again little lark peeked into the dark and said, i hate the sun it burns my wings it hurts to mourn, oh it hurts to be born it hurts to learn what’s in between and when the lessons come they won’t wait for you to run they’ll be aiming fast their gun against your chest and with their bullets you’ll be blessed once again
5.
East 03:55
when i look back it hurts me less to start with the end and leave the rest when we parted like the sea just to find i was made of you, and you of me the continents they came like knives plunging us into divide and we were mirrors, sitting face to face endless echoes of each other’s grace i never learned how to love i just learned how to love you and why was a word that was not often heard but i made do i clenched my teeth and withered at your feet i was north and you were south my compass lived to seek you out from where i stood there wasn’t much to see there wasn’t much without you facing me i never learned how to love i just learned how to love you and why was a word that was not often heard but not this time through i’m heading east or away from you at least away from you at least
6.
i want to be a fragment of a hurricane i want to bind and weep as dew i want to bead up and dribble down the windowpane with you hosanna in the highest one at the party i’ll ride it out until i’m right again you’ll trade me in for kisses and campari i just wanted to be your friend i just wanted to be your friend i dove into you and waded strange to the ladder, i was christened in the flood you dripped off my nose and onto my page and you rended me in smudge after smudge and i remembered that you’d never give a fuck and i remembered i could die of you if i tried my luck i remembered i could die there’ll be no fragments purling to a sea i’ll be smoking in the vestibule there’ll be no beading or needing of me not the loneliest molecule i thought love was the only rule i thought love was the only rule
7.
Tom's Song 03:50
the burning heart of joan of arc like a phoenix flew to your mother’s womb and with you came a tendering refrain on the wings you lost and wings you grew libra moon, the same hospital room i came tumbling into the light and that refrain was hidden in my name in the parts i couldn’t say quite right until we met that day in the ashes of the colonnade and every love from the fount, it came and homed in us through the pines came ringing auld lang syne and i went walking through our life our secret spell, our favorite bagatelle lined the cobbles up to longwood drive and i hoist my legs on radiator pegs just to wave you through the window, bye by fleur de lis, from ludwig to elise i have loved you before i will love you once more at least by the ashes on the mantelpiece and every love from the fount that came and homed in us if i’m made the first to find my grave i’ll be humming our refrain to you in no notes composed, nor in my finest prose could i chronicle the garden grew or how sweet it was to be loved by you how sweet to know that i will see you soon with every love from the fount that came and homed through the martyr’s ashen bones and one and quarter score of tones in us
8.
Woman 04:04
i know that look in your eye what kind of woman am i? well i’m not the kind of woman you can fold into two lines and i’m not kind sometimes no i’m not kind sometimes i know that look in your eye what kind of woman am i? well i saw a mother sparrow drag her child by the beak one morning in the springtime, and i wept right in the street i’m not the kind of woman you can fold into two lines and i’m not kind sometimes no i’m not kind sometimes i know that look in your eye what kind of woman am i? well here lies a heart that beat itself to death here lie the ashes from your morning cigarette i saw a mother sparrow drag her child by the beak one morning in the springtime, and i wept right in the street i’m not the kind of woman you can fold into two lines and i’m not kind sometimes no i’m not kind sometimes i know that look in your eye what kind of woman am i? to leave before you wake up and never say goodbye? to splinter from a brightness and burn you in the eye? well here lies a heart that beat itself to death here lie the ashes from your morning cigarette i saw a mother sparrow drag her child by the beak that morning in the springtime, and i wept right in the street i’m not the kind of woman you can fold into two lines and i’m not kind sometimes no i’m not kind sometimes no i’m not kind sometimes
9.
The Groke 03:04
come on out, put out your light i’ve been waiting here all night but i’ll be waiting by and by i’ve been waiting all my life if i’m young then i am old if i’m young then i am cold got no honey, i got no light i ain’t got a thing but time if i fell backwards through the dawn it’d be dark again before too long and if i tumbled through the sky could you be my everlasting light?
10.
Haunt Me 02:39
i walked into the kitchen and i couldn’t hear a sound but that certain kind of silence when your lover’s in the ground our trinkets and our relics, i would flesh them pound by pound if that could mean my love could come around so haunt me, darling, haunt me, oh i can’t lose you yet grab an old white bedsheet and scare me half to death i need you somehow and i’ll take what i can get so haunt me darling i can’t lose you yet i need someone to tell to when i learn to pick a fight or when i get out of chicago like we always said we might or when i miss you so much more than i have symbols for your life haunt me darling, if for just one night so haunt me, darling, haunt me, oh i can’t lose you yet grab an old white bedsheet and scare me half to death i need you somehow and i’ll take what i can get so haunt me darling i can’t lose you yet haunt me darling, i can’t lose you yet
11.
Time Capsule 04:20
i didn’t write this for a fractured failing light for my mother, or my father, or the one i’ll kiss goodnight on the last night of my life this one’s for you, it’s been all along the last person to ever hear this song can you forgive me for thinking ill of you? i am trembling on the high dive as little ones are wont to do i don’t want to go, but you push me and i’d like to think by the time you come around i’ll be long since put into the ground but that’s a lot to ask of you, and that’s a lot to ask of me you didn’t ask to be a symbol, but honey, neither did we and with that in mind do you mind if i confide in you while i have you here? i’m still afraid of the dark and everyone i know forgot my birthday this year and sometimes i’m afraid that i’m the love of my life or maybe it’s you, it’s been all along the last person to ever hear this song well, here we are. i am bending to a dive the shaking in your eardrums all that’s keeping me alive so what happens now?
12.
Brightness 05:23
you were a brightness that i could not bear a cynosure plucked from the horizon to an adirondack chair and oh how the evening sprawled itself away beyond us oh how the clearness bit against its reins and i held you like the only time i’ve ever held a gun one false move and i’m done you were a brightness that i could not bear but broken people tangle with their aching just to make sure that it’s there and oh how i tangled you in sharp divides because i’m not kind, am i? oh how the floaters in your eyes could not refract me and hid me in a dark spot on your heart love’s a cruelness if i’m a moving part but you were a brightness you were a brightness and i’m sorry what of the brightness that i could not bear? well love comes beaming in through stellar vestiges and adirondack pairs and what of the glowing marrow of this little life? well i bore it witness and to have floated off with you into the sprawling night i won’t forget this but on the walls of my aorta with fingers dipped in crushed aurora i wrote that i am a brightness i am a brightness for none to bear

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released December 2, 2017

all songs written by emily moran
orchestration by emily moran
produced by emily moran & dan cardinal
assistant producer: avery ballotta
recorded at dimension sound studios in jamaica plain, ma
engineered by dan cardinal
mixed by dan cardinal
mastered by jeff lipton at peerless mastering in boston, ma
assistant mastering engineer: maria rice
album artwork by emily moran
album layout and design by becky levine & chris cruz

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