Cat Selfie Generation

by Adrian Morse

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I haven't been taking the medicine but I've been going to bed early And sometimes sleeping all day I talk to myself so the quiet can't rest, I'll say anything to fill the emptiness And I'm just the same and you always knew I can be brilliant and disappointing too I've been recycling lines when I don't know what to say I've been going to bed early and sometimes sleeping all day I sing for myself in a quiet campaign and when it comes to sad songs I'll sing anything I've been throwing out clothes I've been burning pages I’ve been wrestling fixations I’ve been making donations Don’t feel sorry for me ‘cause I don’t feel anything Don’t feel sorry for me ‘cause I don’t feel anything I haven’t been taking the medicine, but I’ve been going to bed early And sometimes sleeping all day And sometimes sleeping all day I sleep it off
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I don’t know if it’s some kind of psychosis Maybe it all started with Moses Maybe it’s dashed hopes and broken dreams Maybe it’s not seeing myself In the pages of In the pages of In the pages of In the pages of magazines Maybe I'm lacking convictions and piety And that's why it all feels so garden variety One week fresh daisies, the next wilted roses Maybe it all started with Moses I finally feel my age And everything they say is true Waking up at 3am Punch-drunk, punch-drunk, and blue Could be I'm damaged or just resigned Maybe I'm difficult by design Maybe I'm a cynical bitch And everyone knows I'm just I’m just full of it I’m just full of it I’m just full of it I’m just full of it
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Lies and smiles Lies and smiles Lies and smiles Lies and smiles And I will eat my words When I’m not myself And I will eat my words Birds fly out of my mouth
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Wildflowers 03:09
Shedding all our skin Breaking all our bones Collecting all our things Humming and whistling Build a pyre on your lawn Gather ‘round to watch the flames burn on and on and on Seen it all before (These things don't change) Seen it all before (I've seen your magazines) Seen it all before (These things don’t change) On TV sets and banner ads and billboards and parking lots, in city lights, on airport walkway floors No one’s gonna come No one’s gonna call Hold whoever’s close to you Light the match and burn it all We might have seen a light We’re coming up to the end We might have seen a light Good things are coming ‘round the bend
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Black Eyes 03:25
I'll be at your door with one bright smile and two black eyes You've known the whole time but you'll feign surprise Don't act surprised, don't act so surprised Why do they find me cold and hard Like I’d fall in love with an empty bar? Like I’d fall in love with an empty bar? And at every turn, you find allegory Well, we could go all night until morning Or we could go all night (and see if we can’t outrun morning) I'll be at your door with one bright smile and two black eyes You've known the whole time but you'll feign surprise Don't act surprised, don't act so surprised And I’ll be in your arms with one bright smile and two wide eyes You've known the whole time but you're still surprised Don't act surprised, don't act so surprised
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Empty Now 04:08
I was on the tarmac when the light went on: What you said as I leaving was meant to move us along You poured your heart out, it's empty now There’s nothing left in New York, it’s all used up Always shame or circumstance or just bad luck I poured my heart out, it’s empty now And so I sing it with a vengeance and a smile on my face While I’m swallowing my conscience, choking down that bitter taste We poured our hearts out, they’re empty now We'll always be outcasts here The closer we get, the bigger the fear And no one understands, but I do And I know they'd make a mockery of me and you But they're not looking in our eyes They just can't see the glow inside They poured their hearts out, they’re empty now
7.
Goodnight, Eileen, wherever you are I can hide my face, but it's written in the stars The past is never dead, it’s not even past Past is past and past is prologue moving in a flash I know there is some light that we can’t avoid It's so hard to find the signal embedded in the noise The past is never dead, it’s not even past Past is past and these are our lives burning out so fast Drawing X’s on, drawing X’s on Drawing X’s on our eyes
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Sea of Stars 03:30
I studied the techniques Spent years and years at sea Worked under the masters Learned every ounce of the craft Then I burned the maps and charts It’s dead reckoning straight to your heart I cast the widest net I embrace the elements To chase a sea of stars But all these years at sea I think they might have hardened me Still, you give me a kind of joy Where something sinister should be A broken compass, a smashed chronometer A pile of ashes where directions once were A broken compass, only the light of the moon To follow you A place without a place Floating through time and space Given over into infinity Port to port, tack to tack, imagining I cast the widest net I kiss the firmament To chase my sea of stars
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Purse 04:04
I had a dream I was a bicycle You rode me everywhere And we perplexed the passerby Just open mouths and stares But when you rang my bell Applause would fill the air If I were a ghost I’d haunt you like a curse Just to say I love you In the fucked up sense that we deserve But if I ever had the chance You know I’d probably lose my nerve Let go of my hand I’ll sink until the end Let go of my hand Just let go... And then there was a shark cage But who would be a shark? You’ve always been a biter I thought that was a lark And not about survival I might have misjudged from the start You’ll make a beautiful mermaid A maiden fair Whether sunning on the shelf Or curled up in an octopus’ lair Anywhere These are just things I think about...
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I hate winter I hate angels in the snow And I hate bells and whistles I hate ribbons and bows I hate warm fireplaces And I hate spiced tea I hate Christmas morning And I hate evergreen trees Every holiday’s a holiday from you And if this makes you feel some kind of way Well, let me say, I’m sorry for hoping you miss me too I’m sorry, it’s just that holidays mean I don’t see you I hate summer, too You know I hate the beach I hate planes and I curse the sand beneath my feet And I hate these hotels I can't stand palm trees I hate the ocean And I hate the ocean breeze I don't write you letters that you can pin to your wall I don’t draw you pictures you can show off at all But I hope that you know, yeah, I hope it’s understood If I could do anything to be with you right now, I would

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For John Candy.

_Cat Selfie Generation_ contains songs cut from projects dating 2011-2016 that were reimagined as electronic music and programmed into my phone, the end.

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released October 20, 2017

Written by Adrian and played by robots inside a phone. Pretty Misery Music© 2017.

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Adrian Morse Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Adrian creates songs stitched from historical yarns, literary scenes, and relatable blunders of personal experience. A veteran of countless musical missteps, unrealized bands, and aborted projects, his recent works include an acoustic LP and a series of increasingly unpopular releases with the power pop band Readership. He resides in Philadelphia and has a nice cat (who even has his own song). ... more

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