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And we echo slow where our words don’t align
Our weary eyes on a hollow line
And the snow will melt where the sky doesn’t shine
All pretending to love in these shallow times

And now we’re just waking up again and again and again

And I’ll try to sing all these lovers we cry
And the man who thundered the smile in his eye
But it’s hard to glow where the sky doesn’t shine
To fall deeply in love in these shallow times

And now we just gray the moon again and again and again
High and cold like a plane again
The streets erasing the stars again
And now we’re just waking up again and again and again

I remember sweeping the floor with my
Unintentional self in the morning light
To imagine long and eventually find
All the dusty jewels of a musical life
But we follow rules a computer could write
It could sing like a swan in these shallow times

And now we’re just waking up again and again and again
And hoping to fall apart again
And dreaming of singing out again
We pixelate slivered moons again and again and again
High and cold like a plane again
The streets erasing the stars again

All these men who run will eventually fly
And one day we’ll hold them impossibly high
With a quiet faith in the future’s eye
While we stumble along in these shallow times

And maybe it’s still to come again, and again, and again
Humanity through the slums again
Whisper the dreams you’re from again
But maybe I’m going home again and again and again
To sing like a buzzing drone again
Maybe I’m going home again
Expecting the world explode again and again and again
Maybe I’m coming home again
So simple your monotone again


And all the crooked jabs of isolation
Pushing through the twisted face of exile
I’ll live for a while for all these people

And all the crooked jabs of isolation
Pushing through the twisted face

Endless weeks of isolation
Running through the exaltation, meanwhile

Always seem to run in place
Cavorting in the sunny days of exile

Rearrange the things we lost
The unimaginable cost

Of holding to a little string
And start to sleep and start to sing in exile
Wayward and wild

Always seem to run in place
We sweep the floor with oil and mace

Waking with a weary face
Cavorting in the sunny days of exile
Run for a mile without your shoes on

And when stochastic we arrive
I learned, my darling, how to drive, and meanwhile
We’re single file across the lookout

To rearrange the things we lost
The unimaginable cost of exile
Remember he smiled at all the people

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from Leftover Beats From The Edges Of Time, released September 24, 2021

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Gabriel Zucker New York, New York

Gabriel Zucker is a pianist, composer, and multi-instrumentalist from New York, whose work combines maximalist compositions with the progressive improvisation of New York’s creative music scene.

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