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Live From the Woods

by Jayson Nessi

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1.
Dear Vessel 01:14
my name is, 'Jayson Nessi', and I live in the woods ..well.. fuck you, kitchen sink-- --you're so white, you make my teeth look green and fuck you, pearly bright clouds, you make my eyes seem ruby red and fuck you too, tall buildings-- --I do not know what goes on inside of you 'cause all I know.. ..is I'm so alone.. ...I'd rather be dead! so this one's for all of you who do not give a shit about me oh, you want a list? it goes: everyone I know, and whomever I have yet to meet and how could I blame you? when I know I have spent an entire lifetime running in circles, just trying to get away from me
2.
when I was a boy I would hide now, I'm a man still, I hide I live in the woods with the trees, and the sky they're all I have.. ..it passes the time rarely am I afraid sometimes I cry sometimes I laugh sometimes I smile if this is a dream I give you my eyes so that you may see from the other side
3.
there were times that the devils in my mind were so quiet there were times that the devils in my mind were so quiet sometimes their chants are safe-- --empty as echoes.. sometimes their chants are safe-- --empty as echoes... oh.. what do ya' know about me? what do ya' know about me? what do ya' know about me? what do ya' know about me? well, sometimes their chants are safe-- --empty as echoes... oh, sometimes their chants are safe-- --empty as echoes... oh, what do ya' know about me? what do ya' know about me? what do ya' know about me? what do ya' know about me?
4.
Did You Know 02:12
did you know there is another place that we can go? all you must do is stare into the back of eyelids somewhere in the back left-hand corner there is a switch do you remember when our parents still made love? then they would open the curtains to spread the dust and the dust spiraled to show us the shape regret makes do you remember when our parents still made... did you.... ..did you..... ....know.......... ..did you.... ...did you know....? have you... ..have you ....ever.......... ..noticed that when you go outside... ...all you must do.... ....remember-- --to close your eyes
5.
Dig Us Up 02:04
there's a fire on the second floor of your parent's home and the only thing burning are their bones they're screaming: "dig me up" "breathe me out!" "BREATHE ME OUT!" there's a fire on the other side of your heart and a compass worlds apart they're screaming: "dig me up" "breath me out!" "BREATHE ME OUT!" why is my ghost the one with the broken eyes? why is my ghost the one with the crooked spine? why is my ghost the one who floats room to room alone? it's screaming: "dig me up" "breath me out!" "BREATHE ME OUT!" "dig me up" "breathe me out!" "BREATHE ME OUT!"
6.
hands up eyes closed nose toward the sun you can find.. ..you can find you oh, children! swim your heavy souls drink your runaway dream your tired dreams so you won't have to ask you'll just know heads up eyes closed oh, children... ..swim your heavy souls drink your runaway dream your tired dreams so that when I am gone you won't have to ask, you'll just know: my heart was always is always chewing you heads up! eyes closed.. ..nose towards the sun you can find you can find you can find you can find you can find You can find You! I will tell you what we have learned when we are buried side-by-side I will tell you what we have learned when we are buried side-by-side oh, I will tell you what we have learned when I am buried next to you side-by-side
7.
this morning the first thing I did when I woke up was wish myself a "Merry Christmas" I said, "Jayson, Merry Christmas!" do you ever get the impression that there's nobody else like you that you could spend your entire life alone? I've gotten that impression maybe someday I'll be just like them.. ..shave my head, join the gym sit tired, and angry in morning traffic and secretly hate my boss too confuse my children's names forget that I love my wife have a crush on the woman at the post-office and never ever tell her this morning, the first thing I did when I woke up was wish myself a, "Merry Christmas" but it's not Christmas, it's not even my fucking birthday-- --you know what? fuck this-- I'm floating away! fuck this! I'm floating away! fuck this, I'm floating away! you know what? fuck this! I'm floating away! just fuck this, I'm floating away! fuck this, I'm floating away! fuck this-- I'm floating away! just fuck this, I'm floating away fuck this, I'm floating a
8.
they only remember half of what she says' and although no one will ever know the rest she'd been known to tell a telephone while its receiver lie at rest under what muted blue mascara runs all night long? oh, under what muted blue mascara runs all night long? she said, "if I grew out my hair with these fears, and threw them out the window below-- --would you find them? --would you climb them? --and when I ask what to do with my words and my spoiled heart, will you tell me 'not to swallow'?" well... under what muted blue mascara runs all night long? oh... under what muted blue mascara runs all night long? oh.... and the damsel in distress goes to powder her nose gets lost washing the lachrymose from between her toes returns from spite to be polite and I wonder if my damsel knows: I can draw her picture I can draw her picture in the dark I can draw her picture I can draw her picture in the dark oh... I can draw your picture I can draw your picture in the dark I can draw your picture I can draw...... I can draw your picture in the dark through closed eyelids of my own I can draw your picture in the dark through closed eyelids of my own
9.
all your lover's prayers are raining down crossing bridges screaming, "help us out" but we're too busy playing dead I'm not too sure we can help you, now I knew spoken eyes with a girl like sockets drowning themselves and I met ears with a coyote over coffee our words bent around a skyscraper toward the leaves and down a dead path she wondered why she couldn't just hold hands with anyone in the city-- --have that many people want to hold her's back so I'm closing my eyes, but I'm still walking through the wood carry my soul through this forest and all of the different ways that we can feel-- --the darker words are a trail the darker words are a trail the darker words are a trail.. ..the darker words are a trail now all your lover's prayers are raining down crossing bridges screaming, "help us out" I'm pretty sure we're playing dead so I don't think we can help you now
10.
a few stones in her pocket she marched them out to water she marched them out to mother-- --the sea: my sister a few stones in her pocket she marched them out to water they marched her out to sea I will hold you see: I will hold your cold see: I will carry see: I will speak your voice as you sink

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Written on a ukulele with only three strings and recorded using simply the voice memo function of a broken, disconnected telephone, Jayson Nessi attempts to reach through and hold your hand.

Will you let him?
A year later after living in the woods in upstate New York, again with the last of his money, Jayson bought a bicycle and rode it from New York to Florida and then from Florida to Texas, camping in a new place in the woods every single night while continuing to write poetry and music on the only instrument he could carry, his ukulele.

One fateful day in February 2012, Jayson returned to his tent to find that a string on his ukulele had snapped, leaving him with only three strings, unable to perform any of the music he had previously composed.

Affected dramatically and refusing to be discouraged, Jayson proceeded to spend the following 72 hours writing and recording ten entirely new songs;

this, is Live From the Woods.

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released January 1, 2014

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