Revolution

by Jacob Hutto

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released August 20, 2017

Two songs that, on their own, stand for a cause of something more. On the other hand, these two songs stand for a part of Parts, an upcoming album.

All Production, Recording: Jacob Hutto

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Jacob Hutto Spring, Texas

A New Orleans-born, Spring-based experimental musician, with singer-songwriter tendencies.

Owner of Trite Ice Records.

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Track Name: Howl
In a spark,
I'd tape my heat up to you,
Like any living dream.
Can I take the fall 'cause I don't want to talk at all?

And in my dreams, you're praised as a sarcophagus.
Your name I won't forget, even if I want to.
Can I take the fall 'cause I don't want to talk at all?

Even if I want to.

Misanthrope,
I hope you drown with the rest of you.
Oh! Wistful History!
Do I speak clear to you?
Can you make a call 'cause I can't seem to talk at all.

And like a dog, I howl at the thought of anoth you.
Oh! Wistful History!
Do I speak clear to you?
Can I make a call 'cause I can't seem to talk at all.

And it's you,
What a wonderful truth!
Can't you see that terror lies for free?
A wondering being sit still to silver screens.
Your tragedy makes my least favorite comedy.

And like a god,
I shout at the thought of another you,
Oh! Wistful History!
Do I speak clear to you?
Can you make you a call 'cause I can't seem to talk at all?

And in my mouth,
Are twigs that just sprout a newfound leaf.
It's been three weeks since I've seen sleep,
He's a fickle being.
Can you make a call 'cause I can't seem to talk at all.

I need some help.

Get away from somewhere else.

Far away, the falcon flies.

Even if I want to.
Track Name: Limes
Good Morning To You,
I've been stuck around just pacing,
I am faking your love.

Violent comparisons,
Like Erica,
She was a violent American.

Orwellian election,
I need a miracle,
My brain's in the septic.

Drained of all leverage,
I need a miracle,
'Cause this my recession.

Well, I'm talking to you,
A fine faux fantasy,
My vanity hues,
It's amusing to you.

Calamity blues,
There's a beauty to you.

Glamour and gold,
She sold her soul to the devil.

Tentative,
A penitentiary is suited,
A grassroots revolution gone asunder.
Well seasons greetings, I'm too pleasing for you.
My treaties are due.

Glamor and gold,
She sold her soul to the devil.
Well, I'm just like you,
I'm sort of dancing and blue.

Glamor and gold,
She sold her soul to the devil.
Well, I'm just like you,
I've never been in love too.