Upstairs Bath Sessions

by Jenna Kole

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I recorded this in a bathroom with my friend Emily; that's her beautiful voice with me. We wrote "Hazel" together, along with many other songs that we play with our band Eyes Like Birds. We are working on playing shows and saving for recording, but you can find us on youtube at the link on this page in the meantime.

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released June 6, 2015

Jenna Kole: Guitar and vocals
Emily Barker: Vocals
Staff and patrons of Colonial Tavern on 6/5/2015: Everything else

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Jenna Kole Locust Grove, Virginia

I am a songwriter from Locust Grove, VA.

I should have a million more (better sounding) solo recordings, but I have a bit of a codependent streak and have been busy with a few bands over the years. I have decided to include the remaining recordings of those projects in this collection mostly so I can remind myself I have actually been doing stuff all this time.

Consider it my musical scrapbook.
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Track Name: Empty Trojan Horses
Just a taste to cleanse the palate, none of you could satisfy the space still sleeping inside.
Shed the skin of someone stronger, slowly harden within; know the silhouette of your own skin.

A scapegoat for your apple eating, born from your own form.
Symptoms of a greater problem from a god who bore this storm.

Planting empty trojan horses left on the front lines, enlistment of the blind.
Stuck onto those lofty branches, enemies of a quiet mind; enlistment of the blind.

A scapegoat for your apple eating, born from your own form.
Symptoms of a greater problem from a god who bore this storm.
Track Name: To Leave
It was in my bones I felt the tide just stop; she drowned herself, the waves drop...

Even the trees want us to leave.
How can the breeze begin to grieve?

Inside my spine a bell shivers and rings; inside my cells a river that brings your sweet face and eyes to me...

There's no trace of me in that sea.
Track Name: Maybe It's Not Right
It's been an honor to watch you grow.
I'll try not to lace this with some opposing view.
You have turned into a real fine adult.
I can't take credit, it's not my fault.
Maybe it's not right for me to stay,
maybe it's not right for me to say:
There's nothing to see through;
Don't know if you knew;
I'm fucking proud of you, I'm proud.

Don't you go worrying about mindlessness.
Go ask the sane ones if they know what's best.
Maybe it's not right for me to stay,
maybe it's not right for me to say:
There's nothing to see through;
Don't know if you knew;
I'm fucking proud of you, I'm proud.

I don't mean to imply that I expected less,
It's just that from this side, time leaves me a mess.
I couldn't feel less like a full grown adult,
But then I see you and know some of it's my fault.

Maybe it's not right for me to stay, maybe it's not right for me to say...
Track Name: Fault Interrupter
It breaks my heart to watch you wring washed up passion from your wiring.
Fear of comfort and your blood runs cool, but your stubborn restraint tests the rule.

The color is fading and the current is chasing you,
Is my grounding at fault or does every warm glow turn blue?

You seem to be willing to patch the needs, just ignore the primal void bleeds.
Maybe you're just afraid to open your eyes and find you're not equipped for changing skies.

You'd better get out while the getting is good,
We promised each other that we never would;
It's not that you're bound by childhood promises,
But you're cashing in dreams for transistors and offices.

You cut off the charged upon a fault, trust the rebound channel won't assault.
Just a single circuit, you throw the switch; with black and white outcomes no need to wish.
Track Name: The Machine
You sabotage the well so well so you can play the martyr again,
Don't you think that poisoned drink could yellow your skin?

Left alone, that rollicking boil dies down to a sad sad simmer.

Walking, waking dream, the scenes unfold, the fact is you never knew,
Chanting sentences, but all over again a surprise to you.

Long term memories drown out what's not even happening.

You could be so much better off if you could just enjoy the thought:

When everything falls apart at the seams, watch the pattern the way it's supposed to be. Nothing is as bad as it seems, trust yourself and be the machine.

Twilight images give way to night again, but you never sleep.
Hallucinating life while standing there beside your bed fading...

Dim lights make you feel like you're not the only one dying.

You could be so much better off if you could just employ the thought:

When everything is as bad as it seems, watch the pattern the way it's supposed to be. Rip it all apart at the seams, trust yourself and be the machine.
Track Name: Hazel
Mama, my heart is heavy
Mama, my heart is heavy
I know you told me
Arms and legs will grow
If i go

I wanna stay home
I wanna stay small
I wanna need you

Mama, the weight I carry
Mama, the weight I carry
You know I asked you
Where will our world go
Do you know

I wanna stay home
I wanna stay small
I wanna need you

Pocket full of posies
Put ‘em in an orange juice glass
Make everything the way it was
Before we turn to ash

Mama let's close the gate
Mama we'll close the gate
Let's clear the clothes line
Throw sheets where the wind won't blow
We can go

Mama you helped me build
These four walls
Don't let them fall

I'll play the quiet game
And the one where the blanket is the frame
Step outside just to hear you call
Outside the shade an endless fall

I wanna stay home
I wanna stay small
I wanna need you
Track Name: Planes Fall
Spindly branches,
as winter leaves;
pregnant pods,
petals and leaves.
Planes fall out of the sky,
yeah stay in your seat,
planes fall out of the sky, they'll say
make your peace.
Is it a signal
Should I be looking for smoke
Maybe it's water
Pressing on my throat
Feel the earth
Pushing up at your feet
Feel the earth
When your bear your teeth

Fluttering fingers
Get your glance
Fences are only
Circumstance
A little friction
Never hurt no one
A little fiction
It could be fun
Is it a signal
Should I be looking for smoke
Maybe it's water
Pressing on my throat
Feel the earth
Pushing up at your feet
Feel the earth
When your bear your teeth