FOOTBALL
by CLAIRE CRONIN
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Digital Album
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FOR WHAT IT IS WORTH
04:11
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TAKE THE ROPE
04:06
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about
two songs from the summer of 2012
credits
released 03 October 2012
recorded with neil holyoak in pacific palisades, ca
photo credit: anne cronin photography
recorded with neil holyoak in pacific palisades, ca
photo credit: anne cronin photography
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license
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CLAIRE CRONIN is an artist from los angeles who sometimes makes songs, performances, visual work and poems.
discography
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Oct 2012 -
Aug 2011 -
Sep 2010 -
Sep 2009 -
Aug 2009
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- Track Name: FOR WHAT IT IS WORTH
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FOR WHAT IT IS WORTH
for what it is worth, it could have been worse
than to drop to your knees in grandmother's church
but you say you were framed, you don't know your name
you left your ID on a fast-moving train
for passion or pride you can't pick a side
the distance as wide as a cross-country drive
but you tried to act smart, you played from the heart
you painted your face like a tennessee star
and they might believe, like all other thieves
you'll have cash in your hand when you get up to leave
but you leant me your gown and all that i found
was a picture of you when your hair was still brown
this city has changed, the reservoir's drained
the streets where we walked have been torn and repaved
now you cough when you speak, you kiss on the cheek
you sing in your sleep like you learned it from me
the things that we've tried to say or survive
wait inside a hotel room on beverly drive
you could take them all back if you had the map
to guide you from here to each possible past - Track Name: TAKE THE ROPE
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TAKE THE ROPE
take the rope from where your neck was sold
and you'll be spinning like a top
all we wanted was your golden shoulder
so we're gonna dig it up
you're a silhouette against a summer lawn
your shadow doubles in the street
doing work you know is gonna split your jaw
because you take it for the team
you didn't need to shrug it off
there didn't need to be a cause
we didn't mean to even call it love
when all we gave you was a round
of red applause
the stitch was stolen from its seam
the river vanished into steam
and you won't ever have to eat or breathe
you're just a statuette
you're just a silver sheen
- claire cronin
