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The Quiet Storm

by Zach D.

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This is For E.C. You look down at your shoes on the ground And try to hide your eyes You hear your words reflected back And open your insides Your father wants a cheerleading daughter in a dress and long hair Your mom applies the first-born pressure and it's just too much to bear They're caught in your appearance and do not see you Every slap sends you under And there's nothing you can do Chorus Put up your shield So your self can heal Put up your shield So your heart can heal Verse 2 You're a Hot Topic lover with friends that discover who you truly are You make plans to study in Japan and become a rock star You start chatting with boy from Texas and help him with self harm He fires back with a barrage of texts and shatters your heart He reminds you of your father and his hurtful jests Every trigger shoots you down Like a slug to your chest Chorus Outro I want you I want you to be Free from your pain that lies underneath I hope you I hope you see Your beauty, your strength and all you've achieved Look out from your bangs And you'll see your band on a stage A crowd...in a scream This is for E.C. Your name remains anonymous But you'll always be known to me.
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Time For My Self Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.... I leapt from a cliff into the sea swam beneath and joined dolphins We swam along the coast and played water games and sang shanties Imagine endless open space No time or money A world of forts, toys and dreams No crime or worry So I smash my desk and run away All my work can wait I'm outside Inside myself And at the same time I am somewhere else It's so nice to be off the shelf and take time, time...for myself Verse 2: Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.... I'll super glue my hand to yours We'll dine on sushi and champagne We'll lay out on the beach happy hour is all day Bridge/ Break / Chorus X 2
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Oh Virginie 04:45
Oh Virginie I was traveled and lonely You were dreadlocked and free When you ate my okra I heard the oracle speak There's an island where the olives are guarded By Poseidon and a village of Cretans When we make it we will be greeted By ouzo and feta cheese Oh Virginie You were one Quebecer and now you are three When we ask for work It's like they're speaking Greek You can't pick olives when it's raining our translator is an arrogant Englishman there's a family who could maybe use a hand But the price will be steep Oh Virginie They see you for a daughter For their son Yonny A feast of goat they offer for the dowry He's a barrel chested brute With his eye on me Watching my every move Virginie I stand between his pride and his progeny What's he plotting His dad has a pig to kill Drawn to slaughter for the thrill Takes a hammer to its head Slits its throat until it's bled Yoni takes me for a ride Steals my glasses from my eyes I say I don't want to fight and try to offer him some insight Being an asshole Don't make you a man I'm just a nice guy who never worked with his hands I may be blind But it's plain to see I'm taking my girl like she took my... Oh Virginie
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Traveling 04:40
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Grace 03:11
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Woulda Coulda there's a moment in my head what I should have done instead woulda coulda don't mean shit no more yet I keep opening that door I cannot be blamed for superhuman fantasies fantasy fantasy What I haven't attained It's killing me killing me killing me Chorus: I'll never live up to my personal best No excuse to give up it's all in my head No need to get hung up on trying to impress I'd rather die a martyr than live self-obsessed Verse 2: I wanted to be so much more without knowing what I wanted it for woulda could don't mean shit no more Chorus
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On My Way 05:02
Verse: It’s been so long since I felt awake Falling asleep at the wheel I’ve been wasting too many days Stuck in this boredom that I feel Bridge: But slowly I’m switching up my pace Looking out on an open highway I know my friends won’t go away And my future cannot wait Chorus: I’m on my way The ceiling, the ceiling’s too low For me to stay in this space I take it day by day But the feeling, the feeling remains Til’ I don’t know what to say, anymore Verse Two: When was the last time I had a lucid dream Or inspiration that did not fleet I think need a vibrant scene And fresh trails for my feet
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Birdman Fly 03:53
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Floor Space 03:07
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Off 101 04:54

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This is a rough collection of original songs I have recorded, mainly on my iPhone and with some help from friends.

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released June 17, 1991

All stage photos credited to Emily Sevin Photography: www.emilysevin.com.

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Zach D. San Francisco, California

At heart, Zach D. writes simple introspective songs many with relational themes. In jest, he sings hilarious parodies. Known for his intimate stage presence and witty lyrics, the San Francisco songwriter regularly performs in the Bay Area.

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