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If you listen closely at 1:45, you can hear some little guinea pig sounds, as we I was sitting very close to my cavy friends, Denny and Lenny, when we made this concert--it was getting close to dinner time.

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I’ve been hanging on in the bottom of Hell
By the skin of these pretty white teeth and a fingernail.
Is that a cavern wall, the stairs to heaven, or a wishing well?
If you were looking through these tired eyes, you could hardly tell.
I heard a promise and I made one to myself.
Oh well.

I sang a long sad note with each step down.
Just in case you had the time to follow me around.
I crossed the river, passed the Dog, onto hallowed ground.
When I turned the walls had swallowed all my sounds.
I begged the muse to stay but I see she had flown.
I should have known.

I made a choice to shut my mouth
And send my hopes by first class post to the Underground.
I poisoned roots, sewed the seeds of doubt; I stopped the rain
and sparked a fire that I thought I could keep a flame.
I crushed the bones of lies I’ve told under my feet
but I couldn’t speak

I said it once there is no reason to repeat

I’ve been hanging on in the bottom of Hell
By the skin of these pretty white teeth and a fingernail.

I write it down, you eat it up, we get along
What were we thinking of?
I write it down, you eat it up, we get along
We called it love

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ellen cherry Baltimore, Maryland

I am song & story Alchemist and I want to meet you at the intersection of creativity and recovery. While on tour in Texas, I was struck by an intoxicated driver which resulted in a violent wreck. Through my music and multi-media performances, I explore the pain and joy of recovering one’s body and spirit after extreme trauma. ... more

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