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Rowing In Circles

from Broken Bone Ballads by Ceschi

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To all partners/wives/husbands/girlfriends/boyfriends/ who support their touring musician loved ones. To Allison Murawsky for being the strongest, most supportive rap wife I've yet to meet. To Amber Roldan for sticking by me through touring, jail time, poverty, depression & bullshit.

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It seems hopeless floating on this winding river.
It seems that I'll never get to where I'll lay -
oh so softly on a bed, head on a pillow.
Know the road can make a man forget his age.
Touch me baby till I forget my own name.
Touch me gently on the head or through the veins.
I've been rowing 'round in circles 50 days.
I've been rowing 'round in circles 50 days.

Forget about it.
Money Come, Money Go.
Hustling hard, trying to paint plastic gold.
Happy in my Connecticut hole.
Got that Hemingway 'shotgun to the head' swagger though.
Sometimes feel like a jaded mess.
I'm the ashes of David Koresh or less.
Tangled in webs.
Even at my best, there will never be an S emblazoned on my chest.
So what's next?

It seems hopeless floating on this winding river.
It seems that I'll never get to where I'll lay -
oh so softly on a bed, head on a pillow.
Know the road can make a man forget his age.
I've been rowing 'round in circles 50 days.
I've been rowing 'round in circles 50 days.

Money Come, Money Go .
Many men make many mistakes over money though.
That's the road: always surrounded but still alone.
Spent my last dime trying to live in a musical.
Never lost sight of my goals, but it's so cold
with rats crawling into your home.
That clichéd cloud over my head is so real.
My Grandmother's death was so real.
I'm so fake.
Ten cop guns to my head were so fake.
Can't feel a goddamn thing, but I'm awake.
Will I ever learn from these stupid fucking mistakes?
Rowing in circles, trying to turn ponds to lakes.
I'm so me, so bored of it.
Bullet in my mouth, spit out ornaments.
Was I really born for this shit
or will I be torn to bits
by a swarm of regrets.
Is that it?

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from Broken Bone Ballads, released April 7, 2015
produced by Factor Chandelier

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Ceschi New Haven, Connecticut

Ceschi (pronounced chess-key) Ramos makes his own version of progressive hip hop spliced with elements of folk & indie rock. Although he has almost "mathy" technical rap abilities he's first and foremost a singer-songwriter at heart. Although one Ceschi song may consist of punk influenced machine gun fast raps, the next may be a quiet folk ballad played on acoustic guitar. ... more

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