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Collecting Anchors

by Shannon Murray

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1.
I’m sorry if I broke your stupid heart/but I don’t remember that scene/no, no, no I don’t remember anything/you see memory is a funny, funny thing/I built a wall ten miles long and three miles deep and five miles tall/You can get pissed or you can get over it/get over it, get over yourself man/get over it, get over yourself/Let me clue you in to what was going on back then/yeah, that was the year I mostly forget/that was the year I was attacked in my own bed/fucked me up, fucked me up, fucked with my head/and all that year I can’t remember/I built a wall ten miles long and three miles deep and five miles tall/You can get pissed or you can get over it/get over it, get over yourself man/ get over it, get over yourself/Here I am trying to apologize and man I know I’m failin’/ ‘cause that was the year I needed my friends/and there you were trying to get into my bed/when all I wanted was my friends/and man I thought you were my friend/I built a wall ten miles long and three miles deep and five miles tall/You can get pissed or you can get over it/get over it, get over yourself man/get over it, get over yourself/You said when did we get so old jaded/I say why’s this so fucking complicated/Oh oh oh just get over it/Oh I’m soooo/I’m so fucking over it.
2.
Valerie 03:00
Some crazy fucker made the news/as an archetypal caricature easily categorized and then excused/but what of all the crazy fuckers I deal with every day/yeah him and them and you and you and you and you/you’re all the same/Violence is your birthright and you are armed to the teeth/an arsenal of weapons/none of which are benign as you’d have me believe/and I’m long past that naive/Don’t you touch me yeah I’ll fucking end you/Don’t come near me yeah I’ll fucking end you too/Don’t you look at me I’ll fucking end you too/I’m thinking thinking thinking thinking what would Valerie do/We are all capable please make no mistake/You can deny it, get defensive, or just acknowledge what’s at stake/You call me crazy, cunt, bitch for the things I say/but you know I’m all too well aware of the space that I take/and the risks that attend freedom’s demand are just part of misogynist infested waters in which I swim/Don’t you touch me yeah I’ll fucking end you/Don’t come near me yeah I’ll fucking end you too/Don’t you look at me I’ll fucking end you too/I’m thinking thinking thinking thinking what would Valerie do.
3.
I’ve got an imagination like you wouldn’t believe/I write all my own screenplays to all my pending personal tragedies/if I get a little notion I’ll set them all in motion with precision and skill/oh if certainty were a weapon mine would certainly be set to kill/It’s just my stupid head believing again/You could be better than your worst days/better than my worst memory/You are caught up in the crossfire of my ego and my ire/while I am steadfast at the confluence of terror and desire/this place birthed me, made me, then betrayed me/oh in this town my past is an anchor that pulls me down/and the little fishies feel nothing as I drown/It’s just my stupid heart with its stalwart ramparts/it’s just my stupid head believing again/we could be better than our worst days/better than our worst memories/I’d like take you home with me and prove all of this wrong/but would I be so bold, or so brave if I weren’t hiding in this song/I want you tie me up, want you tie me down/want you to take me for a ride/could you lay to waste the feeling I’m never safe/come on it’s buried deep, deep down inside/It’s just my stupid heart with its stalwart ramparts/it’s just my stupid head believing again/you could be better than my worst day/better than my worst memory.
4.
I don’t wanna be your ball and chain/I don’t wanna feel that weight again/no and if I would have known/I would have run like hell/oh well/I’m ruled by emotion and by fear/I may act tough but it’s an awfully thin veneer/I invited you here my dear/I’d run a tight ship but my heart’s a mutineer/I set sail with such certainty and still I end up here/and if I would have known/I would have run like hell/oh well/I could see this coming like remembering a dream/premonition or manifestation they’re all the same to me/oh and if I would have known/I would have run like hell/oh well/I’ve been writing this song since the day we met/it’d be funny if it wasn’t true/I don’t wanna be your ball and chain/I don’t wanna feel that weight again, no/and if I would have known/I would have run like hell/no no no if I would have known/I still would have invited you here my dear.
5.
Vampire 02:40
Call me when you’re wasted, call me when you’re sad/Call me when you’re heart sick, heart sick, heart sick and feeling bad/Call me when you’re deep down, call me when it’s dark/Call me when it’s heavy, heavy, oh heavy on your tragic heart/I’ll be your band-aid interim, quick fix overnight, blood bag medicine, makeshift make do, make it alright girl/‘cause you’re a vampire/you suck/Call me when you’re lonely, call me when you’re scared/Call me like you need me, need me, yeah need me like you care/Call me when you’ve been had, call me when you’re high/Call me when you’re outraged, outraged, outraged and you’ve been cryin’/I’ll be your band-aid interim, quick fix overnight, blood bag medicine, makeshift make do, make it alright girl/‘cause you’re a vampire/you suck/Call me when you’re paranoid, call me when you’re sick/Call me when your guilt is, guilt is, guilt is piled on thick/Call me when you’re fearful, call me when you’re sore/Call me when you’re vengeful, vengeful, vengeful and feeling bored/I’ll be your band-aid interim, quick fix overnight, blood bag medicine, makeshift make do, make it alright girl/‘cause you’re a vampire/you suck.
6.
Volcano 01:59
You can take our pictures out the window of your unmarked van/and put them in a file downtown just because you can you can you can/You can flex those muscles under all that fancy gear/you’re only taking orders I hear/is that supposed to make me feel better/well it don’t/I’m a volcano/Here in the warmth of waning summer yeah who are we/are we just an angry mob are we just bored kids bored kids/with nothing better to do/are we gonna grow up someday to be just like you/no way no way no way yeah no way/I’m a volcano/I’m not giving up/we’re not giving in/even though you wish it were so.
7.
Mad at You 02:04
I’m mad at you mad at you mad/It doesn’t do me a damn bit of good/you know I wish I could behave just like they say I should but/I’m mad at you mad at you mad/I get angry, I get deep down deep down sore/but you know I never never never fucking learn/I’m mad at you mad at you mad/and I try to hide out far, oh far from you/I’m under covers up in your bedroom and/I’m mad at you mad at you mad/They say won’t you cut her a little bit of slack/don’t be so cold you know that she has got your back, but/I’m mad at you mad at you mad/I’m mad.
8.
Here I am collecting anchors/tethered to the places I most fear/and this feeling is akin to drowning/and I don’t know if I want out of here but i’ve got to get out of here/Nobody nobody ever asked me, nobody nobody ever did, oh oh no nobody nobody ever asked me if I could open up wide, open up wide and feel like this/I don’t want to feel like this/Your voice inside my head it’s pounding/I can’t seem to think of anyone but you/I’ve grown accustomed to being alone in my head/but I’d rather be in there with you/Nobody nobody ever asked me, nobody nobody ever did, oh oh no nobody nobody ever asked me if I could open up wide, open up wide and feel like this/I don’t want to feel like this/’cause every time you’re getting too close/you’re too close/oh there i go there I go I push you away/I’d offer up to you this heart dear/if it also wasn’t screaming no fucking way/don’t you come near me, I’m so far from ok/I am so far from ok/Nobody nobody ever asked me, nobody nobody ever did, oh oh no nobody nobody ever asked me if I could open up wide, open up wide and feel like this/I don’t want to feel like this/Here I am collecting anchors/tethered to the places I most fear.
9.
Waking from sleep too scared to breathe/is this really my life or just a really bad dream/oh get off/get off of me/Hide under sheets, under my own skin/hide out far inside my mind far far away from this/oh get off/get off of me/This is where I go when I can’t meet your eyes/oh but you don’t see, no you don’t know just what it’s like/so get off/get off of me/Past the guilt, past the pain/Past those memories that reign tyrants all of them, all of them/Past these fetters, past the fears/Past the heartache of those tortured years/I’m in here somewhere I am in here/Waking from sleep too scared to breathe/is this really my life or just a really bad dream/oh get off/get off of me.
10.
You’ve got my stomach tied in knots/You’ve got me thinking all these dirty dirty thoughts/You’ve got me down on snowy knees begging please oh please/Stop right there not another step/I’m too fucked up to deal with this/so take your pretty face far, far away/‘cause I know how today will end/and I want to stay your friend/You’ve got me thinking about you/You’ve got humming all these happy fucking tunes/You’ve got me thinking I’ve got it wrong/when we both know I am never, never, never wrong/So you stop right there not another step/I’m too fucked up to deal with this/so take your pretty face far, far away/‘cause I know how today will end/I want to stay your friend/You’ve got me trying to play it cool/You’ve got me acting a damn, damn fool/You’ve got me tied up to this murphy bed all day, all day/in my sweet, sweet daydreamy head/But you stop right there not another step/I’m too fucked up to deal with this/so take your pretty face far, far away/‘cause I know how today will end/and I want to stay your friend/You’ve got me talking way too much/You’ve got me calling my own bluff/You’ve got me thinking I could fall in love down on these snowy knees oh begging please oh please/Please get over here, please take that step/I’ll take mountains of heartache over years of regret/Get your pretty face all up in my pretty face/‘cause we can’t know how this will end/so let’s begin/oh so let’s begin/oh so let’s be brave and begin.

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released August 2, 2016

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Shannon Murray Bemidji, Minnesota

Shannon Murray is a folk/punk singer-songwriter. Tackling guitar playing, and songcraft like it’s a contact sport, their music is intensely political, and deeply personal. Shocking and delighting audiences everywhere with their quirky stories, passionate songs, quick wit, and contagious energy, Shannon has been making folk a threat again since 2001, and is proud to call Bemidji, MN home. ... more

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