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Anna Tivel - "American Novella" (Art Track)

"American Novella" is a previously unreleased B-side from Anna Tivel's 2022 album 'Outsiders'. Stream/save/share: https://mamabird.lnk.to/MB061 /// Credits: Written by Anna Tivel Produced by Shane Leonard Engineered by Brian Joseph Mixed by Shane Leonard Mastered by Huntley Miller Artwork by Chris Frisina Design by Vincent Bancheri /// Players: Anna Tivel - guitar, vocals Ben Lester - pedal steel Courtney Hartman - electric guitar Jeremy Boettcher - bass Shane Leonard - drums, synth John Dehaven - trumpet /// Lyrics: Margaret doesn't leave the house, she's almost at the end Of an American novella, an exhausted heroine She watches TV in a tracksuit on a metal rolling bed Waits for someone to come back with orange juice and medicine She doesn't fall asleep and when she does she has a dream An endless stretch of beach and something rotting at the end She walks forever just to lay beside that seal in the sand Drags her feet and makes a pattern, lets the ocean draw it in Just across the fence, we're planting flowers, making love Our naked bodies full of breath and big ideas and pumping blood We watch the ambulance come over to get Margaret once a month From the floor where she has fallen on the white linoleum Hours stretching out across the yard and down the street I want a baby but I'm scared to let it grow inside of me Where there's been only emptiness and truths I struggle to believe Oh but emptiness is easy, I know there is more to be Margaret in the halflight, all the kids around the bed The walls all full of photos, faded corners, fingerprints Breathing slow and even slower, telling jokes and holding hands While a thousand words unspoken break like waves over their heads Margaret, listen, don't be frightened, don't be sad to finally go I see your wild eyes and your white hair, and I'm hoping that you hold All that magic I imagine weaving through an older soul Silver strands of silver memory, all that struggle, all that love I hope it finds you when you're sleeping, something easy, something warm Walking down that stretch of beach to find the seal finally gone Swimming out toward the horizon, with the barnacles and foam Leaving you beside the water, feeling free and beautiful