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Hibernating Season

by Pingüinos

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1.
Hibernating Season (free) 02:52
Drying off the alcohol that’s evaporating from my skin I’ve nausea from looming responsibilities My room is a cave, one window is not enough I keep warm from the heat of my own breath I’ve letters to write in languages that I’m losing I don’t change my socks, oh the air it stings My bike is now whining to go play outside I miss the people most, I don’t see I miss the sun, I fear life’s passing me This is hibernating season.
2.
Anytime Matinee (free) 04:05
I'm the boy on the bike No money for gas No license to drive Living life in the fast lane I call it the shoulder on the highway Behind my eyelids there's a big screen A beam of light shoots films at the anytime matinee Horny couples in their parents Chevrolet Missing the story that's lighting up their eyes You're the girl that I like with gold strands of hair, that money can't buy riding round on your 26" rims you make my stomach ache and my heart itch Behind my eyes there's a movie screen A projector fires films in a big beam All my friends who've left, they become my friends again As the sun soon steals the light from my eyes
3.
I Saw Your Rise (free) 02:58
I saw your rise/eyes before the sun came up Our skin was splayed across the chair It's gravity that we possess A refrigerator door, a billion bees I woke a new morning But the moon is still hanging there The sun's running late, the sky sent the rain instead So I now bury my head How fascinating it all to be 9 months ago I was sailing free I was flirting with the stars I was sweating out of fear and equatorial gusts 9 months later I am totally engulfed Wholly wrapped in sheets I can already smell the snow
4.
Hook, Line & Sinker (free) 02:42
A thousand burning filaments that radiate and light the room I'm a darkened doorway and I can't break my glance from you Your consonants that melt together, weakening my knees Your vowels dance, oh how I pray they take the lead I'm a clam ascending in the clutches of a seagulls beak only to be shattered on the rock and devoured on the beach I do not belong between the seas and salted sky It was never writ for me to attempt flight It were the waves who betrayed me when they cast me off to die but I can't say that I never wondered why.
5.
It’s a fact we forget in our tired old age but everyone of us grew up, we were boys we were girls we lived free, but learned the world can be a cold dark place, full of warm glad happy people. I bet you miss your wife as you sleep alone tonight, the tears put out the fire behind those raging eyes you've got, four men learned the waves and winds and how they’d meet the bow, they sleep alone right now, iron bars mediate between them and the breathing world. Do you lie awake like me, wondering, the truth that'll choke you harder? She’s the memory, trampled by the hooves of desire. Everyone of us will sleep alone. My mother wonders what I see Until our last breath, no we can’t go home I'd trade my place, to set her soul free
6.
Lord, I Told You (free) 02:00
Spring's gonna come Lord, I told you but you don't listen none

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A short 6 song EP, lamenting the cold of Albany, New York. Mostly written/recorded in winter of 2009.

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released March 8, 2011

Peter Mollica: Guitar, ukulele, cuatro, percussion, vocals, kazoo, etc.
Matt Hamilton: Harmonica
Tim Koch: Trumpet

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