I Will Raise A Bird Army

by Renee-Louise Carafice

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1.
It's like that song I'm working in a supermarket but worth so much Like a forgotten love I'm your forgotten love. You got kicked in the head I don't have your number anymore I did my makeup thinking of you We talk in false starts We were a false hope But it was a good hope in a shit town. The car door is fallen off It has plastic bags for windows I bounce all my checks I'm flat on the ground We sat misty eyed at the plane crash site Seeing the plane bobbing in the water There was something so off-kilter All along. It's like that song I'm working in a supermarket but worth so much Like a forgotten love I'm your forgotten love.
2.
Oh these days of hunger are paying off In some unchartable way. Somehow I'm becoming more myself Or that's what the others say. I am Miss Bones now Holes in my pockets Crying my eyes out Chicago Winter Dead as a dormouse. Every day the sun goes down And we fear we have lost her. I dreamed I spat my teeth into my hand And I awoke smiling. I am Miss Bones now Holes in my pockets Crying my eyes out Chicago Winter Dead as a dormouse. Let's go and break somebody's nose Just to feel we have power He said, "Hey, let's go and rob somebody's house Just to pretend we have power". I am Miss Bones now Holes in my pockets Crying my eyes out Chicago Winter Dead as a dormouse. I am Miss Bones now I am Miss Bones now I am Miss Bones now.
3.
And the snow rose too high to move. And the snow rose too high to move. You know I can't leave here You know I can't leave here. And the tugboat made such a noise As the wrecked ship came home to rocks. You know I can't leave here You know I can't leave here. And the chickadees they whisper words Of a golden age or a certain death. You know I can't leave here You know I can't leave here. And mama Will look in all the doors of the cupboards As the sea calls. You know I can't leave here You know I can't leave here. Of the cupboard
4.
I will raise a bird army Who'll peck you to pieces Tear your house down Use the banisters as roosting places. When I was much younger I did have a songbird Who'd sing with the lights out Little lullabies that would make you cry. Then I thought that I had reason Sold my clothes Sold the shoes I wore Sold that little bird to Franciscan monks Just to come here. Can you even dream Coming halfway across the world Just to be told that it's over Come away kid Let it go now I will raise a bird army Who'll peck you to pieces Tear your house down Use the bannisters as roosting places I will raise a bird army I will raise a bird army I will raise a bird army I will raise a bird army.
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03:21
Kill me with love boy Kill me with love Kill me with love my baby. I had a boy who killed me with love He killed with love like crazy. You put me down on a piece of ground I started tunneling downwards. I made a kingdom from the people I found From the people I found around me. Hallelujah! Radars dead! I won't find my way back home again. When I was leaving they packed my house They packed my house like death had been. I said that I'd said so many goodbyes I couldn't say hello again. When you are beat from so many goodbyes You are a mess by Tuesday You dream of ways to have no face You dream of faceless places. Hallelujah! Radars dead! I won't find my way back home again. Hallelujah! Our love's dead! I won't have the balls to call his name again. Hallelujah! Our love's dead! I won't see my baby spread his legs again. Hallelujah! Our love's dead! I won't find my way back home again.
6.
Even the fact white petals fell Outside my living room window for twenty-four hours Cannot redeem the fact that you Left me in a foreign city. You had been told of my distrust Cause I had once been tricked by people very badly Still you saw fit to lie to me Still you saw fit to woo me with your company Still you saw fit to preach love to me Then you left me in a foreign city. And when life breaks off in two You know the other way carries on without you.
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03:31
O home Like a surprise I was gonna do but forgot. It was autumn on my birthday But here it is not. O home My nest I have burnt you, burnt you. O home Hurricane waves on my doorstep When the lights go out I will morse code your name O home Flashlight morse code We do not go dead. We do not go dead. And home I spat on you But you followed me around Like night when it was dark But I knew that it was there No city lights It was morse code and the sound of waves And the floorboards creaking in the wind. O home You have caught me Like the dark night I am sleeping You are with me in my gristle You are with me in my bones O home. O home.
8.
All the stars I put on my ceiling All the sirens outside my window All the nights you drank away But I found you on my staircase. May you never fall out of mischief Jesus loves a scoundrel king I indeed go sleepless for you Hands behind my back. Count the ways I'll salute your beauty You will not die a sailor's death I am all the sea he dreams of I live on a flimsy raft. May you never fall out of mischief Jesus loves a scoundrel king I indeed go hungry for you Hands behind my back. If you ever made a battle What a mess you'd make of it A seagull's nest you'd make of it Pieces of things brought home to me. May you never fall out of mischief Jesus was a drunk himself I indeed am waiting for you Hands behind my back.
9.
I will fight in a war Before my kid brother fights in a war He won't dance that dance He won't carry that gun Singing hey hey ho and away we go boys. If he plays guns I play dead He won't see the price over even the poor people's heads He won't dance that dance He won't carry that gun Singing hey hey ho And away we go boys.
10.
When we realized that we were alone in this big place Without anyone to shove it in our face We started acting like the apocalypse was here We put dirt in our hair. We fell into places they said we shouldn't go We names alleys after the things we used to know I jumped ship on my past I just saved my own ass. He said "You look so tough covered in bicycle grease But I know there's something that could bring you to you knees Like if someone said the wrong words or sang the wrong song To remind you that you are not home". Better to be killed by the king of the bums than any bum at all Better to go down with a fight than wishing you were free There is no king but me There is no king but me.

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Delving into the darker regions of the soul for this record, Renee-Louise opted to put down her steel guitar (in fact it had long since been pawned to pay for Chicago survival) in favor of broken-down casiotone keyboards, bent and dented drum cymbals, and chirping wind-up birds - the perfect derelict landscapes to back her world-weary but newly empowered voice.
Tales of courage, dumpster diving, and defending oneself against snow and shitheads - the ten new songs contained within are at once forlorn, fragile, and fantastical - with offerings of hope and triumphant battles among the scattershot nightmares and mean streets.”
-Strange News

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released October 10, 2010

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Renee-Louise Carafice Las Vegas, Nevada

Experimental pop songstress Renee-Louise Carafice kicks out songs like her life depends on it... and at some points in history her life literally has depended on it.
Radio New Zealand states that she is "terrific in both senses of the word: excellent, and a bit terrifying as well".
Renee-Louise lives in Las Vegas, Nevada where she raises birds and writes music in her bedroom.
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