The Carpenter

from by Josh Doucette

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grow by the scale that your own
brother said was worn
and take tools in hand and pray
you may build your own

for when brothers come
oh, they'll come high upon their whores
but if feet do set in clay
you may hold your own

for yours, hide away, boy
what's yours, keep it yours

for crows they will fly every night
while you're growing old
if you don't hear their cry, know
they're peering in your window

so keep ear to ground
and your thoughts buried down a hole
and when it's time, oh it's time
to cover o'er with soil

for yours, hide away, boy
what's yours, keep it yours

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from And What I Am, released July 21, 2015

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Josh Doucette New York, New York

Old folk and bluesy poetry mixed with roots influenced acoustic guitar and raw, emotive vocals.


A singer-songwriter, from Milwaukee, WI, living in New York, NY.

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