FOR YEARS OF AMBIGUITY

by Beasley

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released November 23, 2016

Lyrics, vocals, and guitar by Joshua Beasley.
Banjo, resonator, twelve string, harmonica, and vocals by Drew Martin.
Vocals on "Four years of ambiguity" by Allison Button.
Electric guitar on "I feel like dancing" by Ryan Price.
Recorded, produced, and mixed by Ryan Price.
Mastered by John McCaig

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Track Name: Four years of ambiguity
Come away come away come away from me.
Stay away, stay away, stay away from me.
One thing you taught me, ambiguity.
How to hold you near and far.
Even though it's painful girl I hope you know I'm thankful--for all I've gained, and all I've yet to lose.
Now I'm not asking you to be unkind or untrue, just to hold on, just to be.
And if we can meet there, between answers and despair it'll be worth our while.
Come away, come away, come away with me.
Stay away, stay away, stay away from me.
Track Name: I get to be
Lately I've been feeling mortal--and yea, that's new for me.
Almost expecting my departure.
Feeling maybe I'm already gone.
But I don't have to feel alone.
I get to be, I get to feel today with you.
I get to be, I get to feel today with you.
I get to be, I get to feel today with you.

Now it's OK to feel sad for the sad person I've been. At least, that's what I'm saying today. I feel like a wrecking ball, a Tasmanian devil, but that's not who I want to be.
Track Name: ANYMORE!
I'm wearing a suit jacket I'm wearing a tie, and a colorful shirt to make me feel fly because I don't want to feel sad Anymore! Anymore!
Anymore!!!
I'm trying to eat healthy I'm trying to work out but applying for jobs is wearing me out. I don't want to have to try this hard ANYMORE!
My motor works fine but my tires are slipping. My friends help me push but I see their strength waning. Oh, I don't want to feel so needy ANYMORE!
Now, It's pretty hard to dig out of a hole. Each step I carve makes more dirt fall. Oh, I don't want to live in this dirty stinking rotten hole(called depression) ANYMORE!
Track Name: Unbridled Mullet
I am a Kentuckian, let my hair testify.
I am the unbridled spirit, y'all can't deny.
You can tell me how to look and how to behave, I'll just turn my head and let you see my banner wave.
This mane is flowing wild and free.

The horses inscribed on my license plates aren't running from responsibility. No, they're running running from complacency.
Settling down doesn't mean quitting on life. No, it means forging a new path.
You say I'm running away from all of my problems but I say, I'm running running straight for them.
People look at my mullet and say I'm adolescent as if to discourage me, but what they don't know is I was a 27 year old child Ha! At least I'm making progress.
My old Kentucky home was sought for and won by men and women who ran away from home.
People ask me "when are you gonna to settle down?" And I tell em', when I get there.
When my unbridled spirit finds my old Kentucky home.
Track Name: I feel like dancing
Relax your body, Just breath.
Bless your memory, as it tries to forget.
Extend a gentle hand, and just let that sink in.
I feel like dancing, I feel light on my feet. I feel like dancing, I feel light on my feet. I feel like dancing, I feel light on my feet.
Recline in your hammock--feel it sway. Listen, listen, hear the leaves--hear the wind.
I've never felt more shame, but I've never felt more free.
I've never felt more grief, but I've never felt more peace.
Never have I ever carried such a heavy load.
Never have I ever felt so light on my feet.
I feel like dancing, I feel light on my feet.
I feel like dancing, I feel light on my feet.
I feel like dancing, I feel light on my feet.
Relax your body--just breath.
Bless your memory--as it tries to forget.
Extend a gentle hand--and just let that sink in
And turn mourning into dancing, shame and silence into song, and turn mourning into dancing, shame and silence into song. Turn mourning into dancing, shame and silence into song.