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Artist- Sondre Lerche
Song of the day- Two Way Monologue

I was in the mood for dreaminess and good guitar playing which can be summed up in one of my top loves, Sondre Lerche. His string skills are just, well, sick and I can't seem to swoon enough in his presence. Today's song is one of my favs of his and I kinda like what it says about communication, and also when he throws in weird phrases that might make more sense in a different language but not so much in english like, "optionless and turkey-free"?? Oh the swedish, so adorably confusing...come to think of it I might not understand this song at all?! oh well. Here's a tune out there for you who are like me and feel a bit tangled in our words, whether via annoying job at work, rough draft rewrites, reaching out for help, attempting to write a blog or plain old communication skills, this one's for you.



Mum
All the other options that you had in mind starve me
'Cause I'm optionless and turkey-free and blind

Pa
Won't you listen and I'll let you in on this
Blind me!
As you listen I'll reduce advice to dust
Oh no!
I shouldn't have to spell my name

Ma!
If it's worth the made up smiles, the quiet fights
Oh mother!
It is hard not to look in the mirror's eye
I have come to this while you have come along
So it's alright if you change your mind the other way around again
I shouldn't have to spell my name

So start the two way monologues that speak your mind
We're talking two way monologues with words that rhyme

We
can't reclaim the shirts we threw away last twirl
Uncurl the note-in-pocket, personal brochures that dust
Machine-washed, that's how paper rusts

Days you spend wanting some of Michael Landon's grace
strike back, now they shape your life as stony as his face
Oh no! I shouldn't have to spell his name

So start the two way monologues that speak your mind
Start the two way monologues with words that rhyme
Start the two way monologues that speak your mind
We're talking two way monologues

We were chasing rabbits on the hill
And that prairie-life was great, but never real
'Cause we never saw no rabbits out there, ever, no, not once
All we did was put a fire up and watch it burn for months
And I miss the sound of stairs and walls and maladjusted doors
and too little space for holding all the soldiers and the war