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Dear Professor

by Adams and Eves

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1.
Sunshine 03:27
hang sunshine gravestone and pine bodies lie buried in time as the shade trees lay shading the birds sweetly singing of people who lie deep down in the flowers saying God oh my God what a terrible bough and this bed made of ground we go in but we never come out my sunshine legs wrapped in white breathe beauty into the light of the still and the silence surrounding you as she rests softer and deeper return to the keeper who meets her and greets her with love and with favor we’ll be there together and see her someday you and I fifteen I swear I saw her face waiting for a bus in outer space emptiness no soft words could fill the kind of chasm only love can make vast blackened beaches swallow me into depths as far as eyes could reach the weight of night upon the sand was where I saw her face again hide sunshine deep in your mind are your eyes lost somewhere in time as the mountains of memories play over like movies you climb them and conquer their peaks just to find you’re alone we look in but you're up at the top can you hear us we see you lift off and then up to the sky
2.
seems once again that everything is fallen and I held your hand as we slipped into the frozen then spring takes turn and starts to melt and we laugh and we play as we’ll slip into the ocean when we get old we’ll have tea for three me and you for two all in one and one for all you are just like me when we hold hands beneath the sunset our eyes combine to make something right but where are we now? frozen beneath the surface somethings pulling at my coat tail as we lay there we lay there I write songs about things that never happen and you sit and think about how fun it would be If the person that was singing was actually who I was then you wake up from your dream and realize it’s just me but am I that bad? even though sometimes things seems to be and everyone can see me for who I am is that such a bad thing? am I such a bad thing?
3.
I can understand your reasoning for high tailing it out of here I mean who wants beach and sun and sand and summer three hundred and sixty five days a year? but Abilene just feels so far away and Texas has me in this lone star state of mind but there you are one thousand and eleven miles away I can think of at least one hundred places between here and there that would do just fine and you know I’ll love you no matter where you are but please don’t go or at least not any further I can still remember that old fortress where you and I would spend our time and it’s shelter from the noise of cars and aeroplanes that decorate the sky Texas was so small and far away and Abilene was just a wild west cliche but there you are one thousand and eleven miles away I can think of at least one hundred places between here and there that would do just fine and you know I’ll love you no matter where you are but please don’t go or at least not any further
4.
sunset sitting on the shoreline consisting something of microfiber or terry cloth sticking to my fingers either way anyway it envelops your skin bobbing between lines of sea salt and sleepiness on sleeping breath folding softly and drifting out the window folding softly and floating out to sea you’ll come back around maybe possibly sometime here next year calling down the day and summer sun around your fragile frame I’ll rest myself we’ll wrap ourselves up in each others likeness and sleep with wings of brown and feathered fettered forest green
5.
Underwater Savior (free) 05:05
the sun set so quickly to a warm wet horizon and laid down its body to be swallowed up sweet by an unholy hole in the sea we swam out to save it with hope in our hearts but realized all too quickly its set for the depths just beyond the realms of our reach and if in water we’d waded the way autumn faded then perhaps in the slim chance of finding that light in the depths of the deepest of parts in our hearts we could have it and hold it and love it till morning light comes you and I darling are silver-spined star fish who cling to the mountains of monstrous creatures that delve through the depths and beneath we live in a world of dance and fine dining while involuntarily giving ourselves to the wondrous world of the sea the sun sets again but this time much deeper and darker than ever as it slips from our eyelids and down through the floor boards to where all our loved ones sleep tossing and turning and waiting for us to arrive
6.
now are your expanses of head strong ideals suddenly the sea so surrounding and still as you breathe out in beautiful bubbles that float to the sky like silver setting starlight that once held your eyes and for a moment at the lowest of tide on the crest of a wave so mountainous and high your heart and mine and the sea salt combine only to be dashed to the rocks and swept out by the night so book-bind my memories bludgeoned by time and don't be surprised if you read them to find some fool hearted finery replacing reality I can’t see why I’d want to remember the truth anyhow that your heart was colder and blacker than mine and now I can see with the passing of time that the youthful boy fantasies playing in my mind drove me further from you and deeper into my denial
7.
Mystery 04:30
I could sit along side you in the grass where the dirt road meets the wilderness and where my heart toys with it’s loneliness and in tall tale stories of memories missed all you’d have to do is ask but I would never wish you there or be impressed by the ghosts you’d bear from the haunted hollowed shallow grave of fleeting breath I could have saved my life was never mystery or swallowed by some grave disease I longed beyond the forests trees and found ground rich with barren seeds yet deep within it’s history I heard some one's voice beckon me some faint and humble giving deed that brought myself and soul to be oh please, oh please do come with me to have and love and live you’ll see such beauty as it willed to lead you down to soil on bended knee come plant and sprout and spring with me we’ll need the breath that others breathe to thrive to strive to see to be so never should you fear to sing with me
8.
Stars 02:17
and when you meet someone who thinks the world of you why not think the world of them too we can’t pick who we’re destined to be with we can’t choose who we’re liable to lose but if you think for a moment that you’ve got some say in the matter well you’re wrong oh so wrong you’ve got another thing coming and I wont be there thumbing the song that you’ve been strumming at the corners of your casket with your hand stuck in the basket of a love you should have left or lost long ago now hang your shining sun from the tops of my trees and when the cold winds blow we’ll see who still believes and you can wish those shooting stars for the tops of my trees but when your true love comes just leave and let me be and when you meet someone who means the world to you why not mean the world to them too
9.
sleepwalker wake and wander glimmer golden arms and feet sweet sister full of wonder have you ever noticed trees? the way their branches sway much sweeter to protect your precious face from all the brightness of a sun burning jealous of your rays I’m so blessed beyond my days oh that somehow in this whole wide world of holes and souls we get to share a name
10.
young mother rend and wretch twist and tear the sheets that sparkle ‘neath your body bare while your womb weaves the warmth of bastard sons to heir the throne of shame mistakes have spun dank ditch debris of waste and wayward fare that flood and feed the cold haymarket stair consume the life and length of younger wives with bribes of vile to bride you for a night there’s something cyanide in the saliva on your teeth let loose your lips or lucidly loose yourself in me either way in a day or two the three of us will free ourselves for better lives beyond confined Siberian shores you'll see young lover lay with arms stretched vast and white curtain clothed sun streaming in hot and bright our love may span the lengths of life in years or flash and flood your face with wasted tears your mind, mind you is only half of mine to think I'd lay beside you all my life such frail futility must be reprised you terror tainted torn and tepid thing what sorry songs the spoiled heart must sing...
11.
The Doctor 03:34
the doctor sat and stared out at the farmlands from the single sill of his single bed his children wept and lay their hands upon the open heart bleeding from his head as his body bled where can we find some peace of mind in this whirl of a wicked world? do we simply lie in bed and wait to wake up old with a tale untold? with a steady hand and a hope deep in the stitch I sealed his wounds and healed his breath free to till the land and reap he took their open hands and led them to their beds where can we find some peace of mind in this whirl of a wicked world? do we simply lie in bed and wait to wake up old with a tale untold?

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"Dear Professor overflows with romance and whimsy, thanks in no small part to singer-guitarist Adam Powell’s allegorical lyrics and the band’s lush arrangements (vibraphone, banjo, accordion, horns, etc.).

But songs about distance (“One Thousand and Eleven Miles Away”), growth (“Underwater Savior Part Two”) and faith (“Mystery”) show emotional depth beyond fairytale romance. Play this when you propose to your cardigan-wearing, Neutral Milk Hotel-loving significant other."
-SD City Beat

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released April 23, 2011

Adam Powell - Guitars, Vocals, Saw, Melodica, Oohs, All Instruments on Tracks 09 and 11, Drums on Track 08
Chelsea Powell - Bass Guitar, Ahhs
Laura Powell - Accordion, Ahhs
David Lee - Drums, Oohs, Banjo on Track 04
Megan Lee - Vibraphone, Glockenspiel, Tone Bells, Ahhs
Ryan Mudd - Banjo, Trumpet, Oohs

All songs by Adam Powell
Recorded and mixed by Adam Powell and Ryan Mudd
Mastered by Rafter Roberts at Singing Serpent
Album Artwork by Sara Ledgerwood
www.adamsandeves.com

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