The Folk Machine 2017

by Forest Pooky

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Ouh my darling it’s time to be honest Na-ouh my darling it’s time that we end this game of chest A synthesizer ain’t a piano And we’ve been speaking sideways what we already know Pretty close ain’t close enough We spoil our coffee with way too much sugar Smiling eye to eye as if we could understand What we both kind of try to mean… Ouh my darling it’s time to be honest Na-ouh my darling it’s time that we end this game of chest The river flows and time’s unforgiving It only helps to forget what we don’t wanna know When what we know is way too much Inside out we’re stuck here together Until we speak our heart out so we can understand What we all really mean now… Ouh my darling it’s time to be honest Na-ouh my darling it’s time that we end this game of chest I can’t explain the rules of this game It’s going on and on… Mis-entertained, confused and drained It’s going on and on… Ouh my darling it’s time to be honest Na-ouh my darling it’s time that we end this game of chest That we end this game of chest That we end this game of chess
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I´ve always tried to move forward, the shell can´t crack Careful to cover my tracks I threw away most of memories, the good and bad So I could never look back BUT SILENCE SPEAKS TO ME SO LOUDER WHEN TRYING TO CHEAT WHAT I SHOULD REMEMBER THE BODY SCREAMS OUR PAIN AND LAUGHTER ALL THAT WE THINK WE´VE SEALED IS NOT LOCKED INSIDE FOREVER It´s all coming back some way or another I keep the noise up to avoid the faceless fear of The Thought Reaper She always sings at night with discomfort They all cannot be thrown but hide away When I lie to sleep, there´s no more liar I only preach so long without her Now, I know it´s threnody… Ouuuuuuuuuhhhh… Whispering sounds The wrinkles on your frown Rise up your heat It freezes your feet Never shut down X4 BUT SILENCE SPEAKS TO ME SO LOUDER WHEN TRYING TO CHEAT WHAT I SHOULD REMEMBER but silence speaks to me so louder (to me so louder) when trying to cheat we i should remember (what we should all remember) the body screams our pain and laughter all that we think we´ve sealed is not locked inside forever as we conceed to bleed and feed the open scars to our own personal deceit while we all cheat what we should remember
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Today is the first time in our lives, we said we're giving up, starting to realize. We may just be waiting for our time. I'm here to say we're fine, we're gonna be alright. They were more than blacked out whiskey nights. It was smoking cigarettes watching the sunrise. We sing whoa whoa life without the fight. It's like day without the night, love without the fire. We sing whoa whoa, so we carry on. We're not here for that long, so get lost in every song. Today not the first time in our lives, we woke up in a sweat, ain't got no where to hide. We may just be waiting for our sign. Society's defined, these years to wasted lines. They were more than dropped out high school cries. It was living for something, no life of compromise. Broken, beaten, bruised down to the wire. Forgotten wrong from right, transfixed by midnight skies. We bleed it. We soaked those night with gasoline. Still breathing. Today is the first time in our lives, we said we're giving up, starting to realize. We may just be waiting for our time. I'm here to say we're fine, we're gonna be alright. We sing whoa whoa life without the fight. It's like day without the night, love without the fire. We sing whoa whoa, so we carry on. We're not here for that long, so get lost in every song. We bleed it. We bleed it.
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Meteor 03:57
Could be sitting here, waiting all our lives. Looking for that signal, for that meteor from the sky. We’ll be sitting here, thinking 'bout the lines. That been drawn out in the sand, and crossed and left behind. But in memories, we’ll find some proof, of people waiting there for you. We will be free, in melody. It is our voice. There’s something that’s highlighted in my mind. Since I was a young lad, since I was a young boy wild. There’s something I’ve been thinking all the time. Since I was thrown out to the world, and told to walk a mile. But in our hearts, we’ll find hidden youth. It has been waiting there for you. And in our peace, we found happiness. We’ll give it all till nothing left. We will be free, in melody. It is our voice. And in our hearts, we’ll find hidden youth. It has been waiting there for you. And in our peace, we found happiness. We’ll give it all till nothing left. We will be free, in melody. It is our voice.
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The Folk Machine is a punk, americana and folk singer songwriter collaborative event set in motion around Forest Pooky. This split is the second edition

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released November 16, 2017

Artwork by Jean Mi Turco.

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Forest Pooky Serrières, France

Forest Pooky was born in the USA, grew up in France with musicians as elder brothers and became one himself. The Pookies, Sons of Buddha, Black Zombie Procession, Annita Babyface and the Tasty Poneys, Opium du Peuple are bands he plays or played in these last 15 years as guitar, bass and/or singer.

Now on his own acoustic material, he's still breakingstrings and singing hard to get you high.
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