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I’ve been living off of offerings
In exchange for my time
Noticing that in every village I pass through, there’s a shrine
Growing used to the journey
The temporary conversations
Though this is not the life I was born for, it’s what's mine
Such a strange reality
Beyond my wildest dreams
Growing up to float down such a narrow stream
For I only reach a handful
But that’s more than acceptable
Yeah I’m destined for no destination or so I believe

And now we’re sittin’ in a graveyard
Lookin’ for bones
They’ll be around long after their stories have been told
And I’m used to the memories
But not this feeling
Of knowing this is all that there was to know

And I’ve had enough of talking
Yes, I’m ready to listen
So let’s please reverse the direction of this exchange of words
Oh say something crazy
Perhaps a brief life history
But if we only talk about ourselves, we’ll never learn

For now we’re sittin’ in a graveyard
Lookin’ for bones
They’ll be around long after their stories have been told
And I’m used to the memories
But not this feeling
Of knowing this is all that there was to know

And we’ve been acting like everything is so permanent
We use words like “forever” and “always” though they’re not true
So I’ve been learning just to exist in this moment
To enjoy this life that I’ve been passing through

Now we’re sittin’ in a graveyard
Lookin’ for bones
They’ll be around long after their stories have been told
And I’m used to the memories
But not this feeling
Of knowing this is all that there was to know
Oh now we’re sittin’ in a graveyard
Lookin’ for bones
They’ll be around long after their stories have been told
And I’m used to the memories
But not this feeling
Of knowing this is all that there was to know

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from Backpacker Blues (LP), track released July 8, 2018
written on a train in The Netherlands 2013
recorded at the Guest House by River Nason and by Bee at Hillstreet in Lindesberg, Sweden
Musicians:
Bee – guitar/vocals/harmonica
River Nason - bass, drums, keys
Guillaume Ohz - piano
Dave Crager – trumpet
Mixed by River Nason
Mastered by Andrew Endres at AEIOU Studios

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Bee Appleseed Los Angeles, California

Bee Appleseed is a prolific songwriter, music producer, multi-instrumentalist, poet, singer, comedian, and seasoned vagabond from Canby, Oregon, living in Los Angeles, California.

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