Jessica Delfino

Jessica Delfino

Username: jessdelfino

Jessica Delfino

Username: jessdelfino

Jessica Delfino / Dirty Folk Rock

NYC by way of Damariscotta, Maine
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Brad Roberts commented on jessdelfino's lyric:

"i missed you, young lady. great line by the way!"

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Lyric by jessdelfino:

"As hand me down thoughts round the firmament, I stockpile each telepathic moment"

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Brad Roberts commented on jessdelfino's lyric:

"i missed you, young lady. great line by the way!"

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Lyric by jessdelfino:

"As hand me down thoughts round the firmament, I stockpile each telepathic moment"

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Brad Roberts commented on jessdelfino's lyric:

"your lyrics are consistently very "jessica delfino""

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Lyric by jessdelfino:

"Building makes us human, or else we'd all be frogs"

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Brad Roberts commented on jessdelfino's lyric:

"p.s. thanks for hanging in there. you have a great sense not just of humor, but of wit."

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Lyric by jessdelfino:

"Building makes us human, or else we'd all be frogs"

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  • Brad Roberts
  • Brad Roberts
Are you me? Am I you? Or just shadow people just passing through?
As hand me down thoughts round the firmament, I stockpile each telepathic moment
Climb the double helix ladder half or twice as fast, time has passed us, now we're older, the ozone wasn't made to last
In space there is no color, it's all just black and white, as juxtaposed as how it is when we look up at night
Some of us are colorful, others simply mass. All of us are born to die, turn back into gas.
I hope it tells me everything.
Even if the voice is whispering.
Row now gently down the stream, life is just a lovely dream
A voyage for which I won't pack, and who can say if I'll be back
Building makes us human, or else we'd all be frogs
And who knows where we're going, in body or in soul, even celestial spirits are spiraling out of our control
Celestial bodies are heavy, like a million anvils, like the crushing weight of life, like the smell of landfills

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