Snow Angel (part 3)

by Miniature Soap

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AN ALBUM IN 3 TRAVEL SIZE PORTIONS


PART 3 OF 3
miniature soap is kelli anne noftle
all songs produced by raymond richards, jordan hudock, & k. a. noftle at red rockets glare studio in rancho park, calif.
mixed by raymond richards
mastered by mark chalecki
performed by kelli anne noftle, raymond richards, jordan hudock, franck fiser, isaac takeuchi, luke janela, & hunter curra
songs written by k. a. noftle - except Lexicon by Colin Heck & Noftle
cover photos by megan gilbert
design by k. a. noftle

www.kelliannenoftle.com

minisoapmusic@gmail.com

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released 25 October 2011

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tags: folk folk rock country pop Los Angeles

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Track Name: Lexicon
Because you peel the top away
Just to find another layer
If I'm a sponge and she's steel wool
You choose the one that tears into


I walked beneath the overpass
The one beside your old house
And wrote a lexicon for us
A dictionary for mistrust
Does language make consciousness
Or is it just the opposite?
Your mouth (an empty pocket)

I found your rusted razor in my medicine cabinet
Now everything seems so nostalgic

I walked beneath the overpass
The one beside your old house
And wrote a lexicon for us
A dictionary for mistrust
Does language make consciousness
Or is it just the opposite?
Your mouth (a fake gold locket)

I will try to speak your name
Like braiding ends, the place it frays
I take this all so seriously
If I can't have you, everyone will
Track Name: Snow Angel
I made a snow angel in the sand
But the ocean washed the shape away
And everyone just stared at me
For wearing mittens to the beach
On the hottest day of summer
But I wanted to see love endure
A season change, stark white memories
But darling, there's no such thing
It's these recycled feelings
With a different face
I'll pick up where she left off
If you will pick up when I'm gone

So I made your past a narrative
And I watched it as an audience,
Detached from all the characters
Everything we thought we lost was saved
And everything we thought we gave away we kept
We slept in so many hotel rooms
That the sheets started smelling like we did

Surely darkness will hide me
And the light become the night around me