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I lean for the love of an angel
For the beauty I never approached
For the teeth, which cling to my earlobes
For the salvation I never could know
And I carry the burden of confidence
Forgotten when I step off the stage
For I’m only asking for directions
If you have the time to show me the way
To your ominous well, which hides in yourself
Secluded from the world that you see
And I'll drink from your cup if you can spare me enough
That I may be drunk until I am sweet
For these are the hands, which long to write plans
That the lips are unable to read
For the lips and the brain are more often the same
Than these hands with their patience to think
And if this is the reason, please forgive me for treason
For never knowing the right words to say
For I lean out so much that I have nothing to touch
But your footprints when you walk away

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from Backpacker Blues (LP), track released July 5, 2018
written in Luxembourg City August 2013
words and music by Bee
recorded by Bee at Luke Van Denend's home in Corvallis, Oregon, his parents' home in Canby, Oregon, and Hillstreet in Lindesberg, Sweden and by River at The Guest House in Olympia, Washington
musicians:
Bee - guitar, banjo, lead & backing vocals
Luke Van Denend – piano
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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