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    Alexa Wiley, Sean Oldham, Dale Turnbull, Steve Dearborn, Bret Malmquist. special guests: Rachael Rice, Belinda Underwood and Phil Baker.

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lyrics

I am a fish upon the land. I sewed these legs with my own two hands boys. I sewed these own two legs.

She said to learn to be shameless like your mother but I’m still learning to get down upon my knees. My distractions track me like a satellite that a poem or a riddle could ease.

Inspiration comes early fades like the sunset, sweetest time of day. All my thoughts they must be birds cause they were singing but they flew away…

Every garden I bring in the weed, oh the sweet irony. Empty inside the fullness of the in-between falling on my shoulders just like the rain.

Poetry is born on a napkin with a borrowed pen. At the bus stop in line at the grocery store. In the bathroom stall are the words of advice cat call that you’ve been looking for…

Inspiration comes early fades like the sunset, sweetest time of day. All my thoughts they must be birds cause they were singing but they flew away-
Inspiration comes early fades like the sunset, sweetest time of day. All of us we must be birds cause we were singing while we flew away…

when a song is a gift you sing it once and it wants to stay. Writes a story between our list of things, no time now in this drunken state…

Inspiration comes early fades like the sunset, sweetest time of day. All my thoughts they must be birds cause they were singing but they flew away-
Inspiration comes early fades like the sunset, sweetest time of day. All of us we must be birds cause we were singing while we flew away

No time now in this drunken state.

credits

from Alexa Wiley & the Wilderness, released January 9, 2015
Alexa Wiley, guitar/vocals
Steve Dearborn, mandola/5-string banjo/Irish whistle/backing vocals
Phil Baker, bass
Sean Oldham, drums
Gregg Williams, percussion

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Alexa Wiley Portland, Oregon

Alexa Wiley's music ensemble creates a superb sonic lyricism described as wild metaphorical music that rocks.

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