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Fernweh

by Rebecca Karpen

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I put the "pathetic" in "emPATHETIC"

lyrics

I’m worried
About
You.
Don’t know what to do.
You say that you’re going
And I know
I shouldn’t worry
That It’s not
My place
To.

You don’t know where
You’re going
But the trees seem
To want to hold you close
And you’ve been
Flying all
Over the world
And you think
You’ll be
Settling down
On the
West coast.

And maybe the clean air
Will do you
Good
Better than these
Jagged streets
Ever
Could.
And maybe the clean air
Will do you good
Forgoing the lampposts
For seas of wood
And I hope it
Makes you
Happy


There’s no
Light in your eyes
But maybe you could find some
There
And maybe the searing sounds
Of swallows
Makes up
For the fact
You’re losing your hair.
All I know is that I worry
And it’s not my place to
All I know is that I worry
Because I want the best
For you.

I’ve been here
Long enough to know
How dark the skies
Remain
And I’ve heard the screams
With no reprieve
And it leaves you
Like a ghost
And you claim you never had any hope
So why would you find some
Now
But still I hope
The world can treat you better
And give you laugh lines
Around your eyes
Howling loud
Rather than stress-lines
Puckering your
Brow

Because maybe the clean air
Will do you
Good
It’ll blanket
Your body
And keep you
Warm
Just as it
should.
And maybe the clean air
Will do you good
And you could find something
Wonderful
There,
Something about which
You actually
care
And I hope it
Makes you
Happy.
And I hope it
Makes you
Happy.
And I hope it
Makes you
Happy
Because you deserve
To be
Happy.

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released March 4, 2018
Lyrics: Rebecca Karpen
Music: Rebecca Karpen
Vocals: Rebecca Karpen
Piano: Rebecca Karpen
Recorded by: Rebecca Karpen
Cover art also shot by yours truly, whoop-de-fucking-doo

Outside noise courtesy of my expensive school being full of loud musicians, song courtesy of my angst.

Thanks to Nathaniel Korb for cutting out a lot of excess saccharine language and giving me feedback for 3 hours. You are the bad mixing to my Atilla and thank god for all of those things.
©Rebecca Karpen United 2018 Bitch

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Rebecca Karpen New York, New York

I play baritone ukulele and cry a lot.
Go figure.

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