Jenelle Aubade Live Jam at the Mini Super
Mini Super Munchies Pescadero Baja Sur Neighborhood Open Jam - January 2019 - Jenelle Aubade, Daniel Bolo Prather, Ashbolt Stewart, Thom Berry, Brian Talbert on the songs If I Were A Bird Marry Me Sea and Ice Me Over
Special thanks to Lucas Bennett for the Recording/Video Footage
If I were a bird would you fly with me over the sea to the end of the horizon, yeah.
If I were a bird would you be my friend we have things in common, like the wind.
If our feathers touch in flight, and the sun goes down, will you meet me on the ground, son.
If our feathers touch in flight, and the sun goes down too soon, you can find me on the ground, waiting for you.
Truth is
You hit me where it counts
Before I could get the words out
I'll never be the same
Luminaries speak in motes of dust and light
Swirling category threes
Hey, it's so hot
I'm missing but I'm not
Marry me
Hey, it's so hot
I'm missing bout half or quarter
Of what Ive already got
Hey, it's so hot
I'm loving what I got
But now I'm missing what I'm not
Truth is I'm better
Since you came around
Some of the shells I've found
Make ocean noises
Like this....
Oh how you love to watch
wished on a star
now you fall from the sky like the whore you are
(better hope) all the lives you've changed, rearranged
don't slide down the mountain in a molten rage
Ice me over
Ice me into a cage
where these two wings on my shoulders
don't have to navigate
Oh how the golden light looks so warm
and there's no heat
just the life I lead
hearts that melt, when we meet
and lullabies that your Mother, Brother, Sister kindly repeat
Ice me over
Send me a song
to recover me from all the things I done wrong (I aint done nothing wrong)
Ice me over
like a cake, like something delicate you don't ever want to break
Call the Chaplain I want to die
or drown
in your embrace
Call me after
you've thrown every ever after
that we know at the final chapter
of every book I lovingly own
the springtime passing
it's a petal on a flower with a thorn
and winter everlasting
a ring a corner I'm in
a kindness, a sin
Ice me over
Ice me into a cage
where these two wings on my shoulders
don't have to navigate
Ice me over
Send me a song
to recover me from all the things I done wrong
Ice me over
like a cake, like something delicate you don't ever want to break
Call the Chaplain I want to die
or drown
in your embrace