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Reprieve (Live August 4th 2012)

from Basement Sessions by Jules Vincent

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Live recording of Reprieve from a gig at Lynch Park as part of 92.5 the river's music matters concert.

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How easy would it be
How simple does it seem
Oh the white light how it gleams
Beckoning my dreams

And I could throw a stone
That’d crush my aching bones
Break and start the flatline drone
Leave naught but unbeknowns

And I could breathe
The air that we all breathe
Or I could stop and cease
Intentional release

And i could stand to believe
These thoughts a’plaguing me
Are telling me to leave
Reconcile and reprieve

Myself
Reprieve myself
Reprieve myself
Chase dark and all and else
The wonder of it all
How does one find themselves
So far away from help
Bittered, left to shelf

This journey
Will proceed
For eternity
It don’t need me

And all throughout the show
We all have things we owe
Round every twist and turn
And black moonlit sunburn

As we sail for wind scathed shores
With the king and queen as oars
We all will lock our doors
And plot to settle scores

And reprieve
Ourselves
Reprieve ourselves
Make dark and all and else
The wonder of it all
How do we find ourselves
In such desperate need of help
We’ve done it to ourselves

On those young legs
He runs
Chasing the birds
He runs
Shooting them down
With invisible guns
For breakfast his mother made
Cinnamon buns
And on those young legs
He runs

There's wonder spread
To every corner of his eyes
His face contorted
In a state of constant surprise
The wind in his hair,
His feet laying bare-
On grass, and the humid-
Summer air
And on those young legs
He runs

And who will hear the sound
Of the laughing boy who fell to the ground?

The young neck cracks
And his eyes stand still
His mothers crying
From the window sill
The warblers hush
As the ravens begin
That crooked melody
That they always sing

And who will hear this sound?
Will it drip from the cheeks of men and wet the ground?

I’m scared
When I wave goodbye gray haired
No one will hear me
No one will hear me
No one will hear me
No one will hear
When I hit the ground
And i will
I’m gonna hit the ground

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from Basement Sessions, released January 25, 2013

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Jules Vincent Beverly, Massachusetts

Jules Vincent is:
Liam Beaudoin - Vocals, Bass, Guitar, Sampler
Owen Bolas - Synths, Sampler
Alex D'alfonso - Drums
Alex Walsh - Guitar, Keyboards, Vocals

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