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The Lost Season Sessions Vol​.​4: Let It Burn

by Ted Mccloskey

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1.
Let It Burn 03:34
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Let It Burn I pull open the curtains As the sunlight returns I quickly go from sun starved To completely sun burnt It’s life as I don't know it The world spins on me again That first, fleeting touch hits me I want to soak it all in Let It Burn, let it burn I want physical contact I want to pull you closer Blissfully unconscious With false illusions of closure It’s life as I don’t know it Through every pore in my skin The ultraviolet rays shine down I want to soak them all in Let it burn, let it burn It’s life as I don’t know it How long has it been? It’s life as I don’t know it I want to soak it all in Let it Burn
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Mess of Myself 03:08
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Mess of Myself I’m restless at the first flush of morning It seems that dawn is still dark as hell I’m up on time, trying to stand without a spine What a fine mess I’ve made of myself Is it too late for me to change the subject? It’s no time for dropping a bombshell It’s like I’m balancing on the end of a pin What a fine mess I’ve made of myself Everything has changed and nothing’s changed at all I’m just a little more forgetful so I forget to call I’m not asking but I sure could use some help What a fine mess I’ve made of myself I know it’s beyond too little, it’s beyond too late I’ve got too many excuses and far too many plates I got sucked in and spun out on this carousel What a fine mess I’ve made of myself I don’t mind you going but I hate you leaving I’m just not that good at farewells I used to love being alone now I hate being at home What a fine mess I’ve made of myself
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Hardened Tears 04:29
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Hardened Tears Tears, these hardened tears To be ignored and forgotten, to be swallowed and lost in These tears, these hardened tears How many more? How many names? How many bullets till someone stands up in the way for all These tears, these hardened tears Shocked, I’m shell-shocked You can’t stomach the things you’ve seen in this daily routine of Shock, this shell shock No one is safe here, no one is immune Time’s not a healer if time’s a bleeding wound In shock, I’m shell shock Bang bang, the dream is dead, the hardened tears, the bullets shed, It all seems to fall on deaf ears Bang bang, time again, it’s not if, just a matter when Tears turn to bullets and bullets turn to tears Tears turn to bullets and bullets turn to tears You can’t make sense of the senseless or find faith to persevere These tears, these hardened tears Tick Tock, tick tock It’s insane to do nothing and expect some sort change The clock is ticking, tick tock Is anybody listening? Is there anybody there? Behind all the scripted words in the thoughtless thought and prayers The clock is ticking, tick tock Bang bang, the dream is dead, the hardened tears, the bullets shed, It all seems to fall on deaf ears Bang bang, time again, it’s not if, just a matter when Tears turn to bullets and bullets turn to tears Tears turn to bullets and bullets turn to tears You can’t make sense of the senseless or find faith to persevere These tears, these hardened tears
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The Poison Tree 03:27
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The Poison Tree There’s evil in the roots Evil in the hanging fruit And all of the bad apples Come falling down like shrapnel You can’t escape gravity It’s rotten to the core And armed with a thousand thorns The bough starts bend And pushes down on your head You’re buried under all the weeds With the poison seeds from a poison tree Poisoning you and me Poison fruit from a poison root Poisoning you and me The poison tree When it rots, it spreads Cut off the dead ends As the branches lunge towards us Take a chainsaw to this forest Start gnawing at the trunk with those teeth Cause there’s poison seeds from a poison tree Poisoning you and me Poison fruit from a poison root Poisoning you and me The poison tree These trees needs overturned This orchard needs to burn Tear it down leaf by leaf
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A Cat Named Fiona 02:50
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A Cat Named Fiona You came into this world kicking And you’re savage right to this day You’re bleak and you’re chic, tongue firmly in cheek, About as subtle as a hurricane You’re wrapped inside animal prints There’s leopard skin on your shoes, rug and sofa And you seem to thrive in all your nine lives While raising Cain and a cat named Fiona You’re not too fond, fond of the questions You’ve tried on all, all of the answers The truth never fits so you never wear it But to you it never seems to matter Cause you look good in all the lies You still look good in all your personas And you seem to thrive in all your nine lives While raising Cain and a cat named Fiona You never mention your little boy But a mother’s not your kind of label Maybe you could someday if the cat was away But you’re not willing and he’s not Abel And no one knows who you are now Or that you moving back home to Minnesota You struggle to get by and used up all your nine lives While raising Cain and a cat named Fiona A Cat named Fiona
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Annie Oakley 03:42
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Annie Oakley Here comes Annie Oakley thinking she’s got something to prove She’s blind, trigger happy and not so bulletproof She’s walking on the edge, just look at her coming unglued Facts are stubborn little things when you’re running from the truth She’s got the red, white, and blues You can see her colors in every bruise Ole Miss Annie Oakley fired first and all hell broke loose She headed out west with the bigots of the bigs Going town to town colluding for the mad king Rounding up stragglers who got lost in the stampede To feed them all some new crazy conspiracy Embroidered boots and buck shot Stetson She’s all dressed up for an insurrection Ole Miss Annie Oakley fired first and all hell broke loose She’s no patriot; she’s just a Kool-aid queen Who was shooting blind with a fascist flag in the street The once fearless rough rider is now flashing regretful eyes Now that she’s looking at ten years of fed time for peddling lies She’s got the red, white, and blues You can see her colors in every bruise Ole Miss Annie Oakley fired first and all hell broke loose
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Bindweeds 02:21
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Bindweeds There's only a few flowers in this garden of weeds There’s only a few flowers in this garden of weeds These choking vines will rob you blind and steal all of your light They wrap themselves around your roots and then drain you of life There's only a few flowers in this garden of weeds There’s only a few flowers in this garden of weeds And every day it’s a struggle to be seen The promise of a promised land lies in this blossomless bed The broken dreams, the guillotines and all the severed heads There's only a few flowers in this garden of weeds There’s only a few flowers in this garden of weeds And every day it’s a struggle to be seen You twist and twine in the vines of the bindweeds
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Little Black Bear 02:34
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Little Black Bear Little black bear, little black bear Come down off that tree Your mountain is now my property You don't belong here, you’re trespassing Little black bear, little black bear come down off that tree Little black bear, little black bear Stay off of my lawn You’re not welcome here, you need to be gone I really don't care that you've done nothing wrong Little black bear, little black bear, stay off my lawn Little black bear, little black bear I feel harassed You look at me strange, you make eye contact Don’t care how pleasant you seem or how quickly you dash Little black bear, little black bear, I feel harassed Little black bear, little black bear Get out of my street This isn’t your home, I’m calling the police I’m afraid of anything that doesn’t look like me Little black bear, little black bear, get out of my street Little black bear, little black bear You’re coming down You’re just a nuisance looking for a handout I’m moving you out to the poor end of town So little black bear, little black bear, you’re coming down
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Nurse Without a Name 03:20
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Nurse Without a Name Her soothing presence made a grand entrance when she pulled back the curtain A benevolent form that felt so warm and made me less uncertain She dressed me down in a hospital gown and I happily nodded When she explained that soon my veins would be flooded with Dilaudid Come rip off the bandage, rip off the bandage, rip off the bandage and open the drains As I lay and wait for the nurse without a name She stopped back again on hour ten of a fourteen hour trick And I barely flinched when I felt the pinch of her sweet warm gentle kiss Come rip off the bandage, rip off the bandage, rip off the bandage and open the drains As I lie and wait for the nurse without a name When I’m feeling thirsty my angel of mercy makes a heavenly cocktail That deadens the pain with a nice plain rain, she’s my Florence Nighintgale Rip off the bandage, rip off the bandage, rip off the bandage and open the drains As I lay and wait for the nurse without a name
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The Last Longest Mile 02:33
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The Last Longest Mile I see tears the size of hubcaps rolling on down this endless road From nowhere to nothing, all looking for somewhere to go All rushing to get To whatever’s next But time just moves in one direction on this never-ending, last, longest mile I’m talking so fast that I’m lagging behind my own breath I’ve been silent too long, it feels so good to vent And in vain I try To make up for lost time But time just moves in one direction on this never-ending, last longest mile

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“Let It Burn” is the 4th and final installment of the Lost Season Sessions. It’s about coming out of isolation and finally getting outside. However, the rush to go back to everything we’ve been estranged from comes with a price. There’s trouble in the flora, fauna and lost souls that haunt the last, longest mile.

"I pull open the curtains
As the sunlight returns
I quickly go from sun starved
To completely sun burnt"

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released July 9, 2021

all music, lyrics, noises, production and art by Ted McCloskey

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Ted Mccloskey State College, Pennsylvania

Ted McCloskey has been telling compelling stories to local and national audiences for years. He is a singer/songwriter, a multi-instrumentalist, a producer and film composer. He has eleven records to his name alone. His music has been featured on hundreds of network and cable programs and he’s shared the stage with the likes of Jason Isbell, Ryan Adams, and Alejandro Escovedo. ... more

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