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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bedouine
Bedouine
Performer
Adrian Pintea
Adrian Pintea
Violin
Anna Bishop
Anna Bishop
Violin
Bryan Hooten
Bryan Hooten
Trombone
Elizabeth Gopal
Elizabeth Gopal
Viola
Ellen Cockerham
Ellen Cockerham
Violin
Jason McComb
Jason McComb
Cello
John Winn
John Winn
Clarinet
Kimberly Ryan
Kimberly Ryan
Viola
Rachel Velvikis
Rachel Velvikis
French Horn
Reginald Chapman
Reginald Chapman
Bass Trombone
Schuyler Slack
Schuyler Slack
Cello
Scott Flynn
Scott Flynn
Trombone
Stephanie Ycaza
Stephanie Ycaza
Tuba
Treesa Gold
Treesa Gold
Violin
Venessa Lopez
Venessa Lopez
Flute
Victoria Hamrick
Victoria Hamrick
English Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Azniv Korkejian
Azniv Korkejian
Composer

Lyrics

With the conviction of the woman you made me I find Blades of grass from the island you lent me I find On every floor In every drawer Though I'm not an island I'm a body of water Jeweled in the evening a solitary daughter If picked at by noon By midnight I'm ruined Leave me alone to the books and the radio snow Leave me alone to the charcoal and the dancing shadow If each blade of grass was meant here for me Split apart, sliced, and wedged in for me Who's gonna treat it? I'm not going to need it Leave me alone to the books and the radio snow Leave me alone to the charcoal and the dancing shadow I am a lake Don't need to be watered I am an ocean I don't need to barter I play with the moon My only friend It pushes it pulls me I don't pay rent I don't need the walls To bury my grave I don't need your company To feel saved I don't need the sunlight My curtains don't draw I don't need objects To keep or to pawn I don't want your pity Concern or your scorn I'm calm by my lonesome I feel right at home And when the wind blows I get to dancing My fun is the rhythm of air When it's prancing I play with the moon My only friend It pushes it pulls me I don't pay rent I don't need the walls To bury my grave I don't need your company To feel saved I don't need the sunlight My curtains don't draw I don't need objects To keep or to pawn I don't want your pity Concern or your scorn I'm calm by my lonesome I feel right at home And when the wind blows I get to dancing My fun is the rhythm of air When it's prancing Leave me alone to the books and the radio snow Leave me alone to the charcoal and the dancing shadow
Writer(s): Azniv Korkejian, Gus Seyffert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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