Three Songs

by Annie Cilley

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03:16
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Debut EP by singer-songwriter and producer Annie Cilley is three stories told through song. Acoustic instruments, voices, strings, samples, and electronics decorate the worlds in which these stories take place- a forest, an ocean, and a haunted mind.

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released June 18, 2016

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Annie Cilley California

San Francisco Bay Area based composer and songwriter

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Track Name: Old River
Old river dancing
High upon the hill
Why won't you come dancing
Oh I know you never will

Old moon is crying
She's been that way a long, long time
How I'd like to see her laughing,
How I'd like to see her shine

Oh sweet thing you do yourself no favors
The way you waste time
Oh the sweet and the savory
Oh I'd kid myself too if me twisted fates had no reason
To say don't wait around just to get a little older
With a chip upon your shoulder

I know that isn't you

Old moon is crying
She's been that way a long, long time
How I'd like to see her laughing,
How I'd like to see her shine
Track Name: Siren Song
Come to me,
My will is good.
With me you'll find purpose,
With me you'll find truth,
and I'll be your shelter,
and I'll be your food,
and I would follow you
to the ends of the earth if I could.

And I am warm
and I am clean.
I'll bare my breasts
and bare my teeth,
and I will keep you between the sheets,
long after dawn
long after dawn
long after dawn
long after dawn
Track Name: My Brother the Ghost
My brother, the ghost,
Left me alone.
Left something behind
In the back of my mind.
How strong he's grown,
Got a mind of his own.
Won't hurt a fly,
So don't tell a soul.

Sometimes he speaks to me.
Can't get past the little things.
Says I can't feel, but I can dream
and in sleep I see you, I see you but nobody’s home.

Leave me alone.

I'm having a hard time minding
All that keeps the ants in line.
Could be I'm wayward Could be I'm blind like him,
My brother the ghost.