Not So Deep as a Well

by MYRIAM GENDRON

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Limited vinyl release from Feeding Tube Records: feedingtuberecords.com

1. Threnody
2. Solace
3. The False Friends
4. Ballade of a Great Weariness
5. Recurrence
6. The Red Dress
7. The Last Question
8. Not So Deep as a Well
9. Song of Perfect Propriety

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released 04 March 2014

© & ℗ 2014 Mama Bird Recording Co. under license from Myriam Gendron.
© 2014 Myriam Gendron, SOCAN
Lyrics by Dorothy Parker. The composers wishes to thank the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People for authorizing the use of Dorothy Parker's works.

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Track Name: Threnody
Lilacs blossom just as sweet
Now my heart is shattered.
If I bowled it down the street,
Who's to say it mattered?
If there's one that rode away
What would I be missing?
Lips that taste of tears, they say,
Are the best for kissing.

Eyes that watch the morning star
Seem a little brighter;
Arms held out to darkness are
Usually whiter.
Shall I bar the strolling guest,
Bind my brow with willow,
When, they say, the empty breast
Is the softer pillow?

That a heart falls tinkling down,
Never think it ceases.
Every likely lad in town
Gathers up the pieces.
If there's one gone whistling by
Would I let it grieve me?
Let him wonder if I lie;
Let him half believe me.
Track Name: Solace
There was a rose that faded young;
I saw its shattered beauty hung
Upon a broken stem.
I heard them say, "What need to care
With roses budding everywhere?"
I did not answer them.

There was a bird, brought down to die;
They said, "A hundred fill the sky-
What reason to be sad?"
There was a girl, whose lover fled;
I did not wait, the while they said,
"There's many another lad."