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NOVEMBER DRAGON

[Verse 1]
Dear November Dragon, I know that I ain't written you in a minute /
So I thought that I would pop by like chicken and spinach /
And see how big you were getting—I'd be remiss if I ain't mention: /
You look strong enough for fisticuffs with earth bending henchmen /
Like the Dai-Lee! And it might be that you remind me /
Of me before I relegated medicating nightly /
With the sess as the only means to deal with stress /
Now that's the solemn song they sing when the youth lose their innocence /
And I know you been through some shit; so have I /
There's nights that I would lie and cry, thinking: “Jesus, Lord, let me die /
Cuz I won't ever understand this fucking planet /
Or these people you put in it, or these lives we take for granted” /
But November Dragon, sadness running rampant's just the half /
and Taoist balance is a talent time will help you understand /
There is no light without shadow; the good exists within the bad /
As glass-half-something moments floating slowly past you /

[Verse 2]
Dear November Dragon, before you were a zygote in the womb /
I was dreaming of the things I would do, the people that I'd influence /
As a world-touring superhuman Mr. Sunshine /
On the face of metal boxes children bring for lunchtime /
And sometimes I pretend that I could still be him /
At least someday anyway, if I can make amends with rended ends /
I'm spent like Harvey Dent; I got a vicious half /
That's only making sense of the chaos that's the coin when it flips /
Cuz either life's a bitch, or you're an asshole who can't sweet-talk /
The prison-dwelling priss to let her frizzy wisps hit bedrock /
We're fed rot for 5 o' clock news spots and sports talk /
Like dinner table fables led by peacocks and a fox /
But nah, the rage innate's an easy leech and inflates /
From the intake, but I ain’t trying to teach hate—just preach great /
Wisdom if you'll listen—Old boy at the abyss has peeped the beast within /
But gleaned from him that even beasts deserve to live /

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from I Never Went to Summer Camp, released September 21, 2015

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Andy O. Boise, Idaho

Andy O. uses his home and his past experiences living in Boise to color his subject matter, also borrowing from and integrating elements of Slug of Atmosphere’s intense self-scrutiny, Aesop Rock’s wordy and bizarre patterns and flow, and Sage Francis’s impassioned, poetic verses. His freshman album with Boise producer Weighn, titled "I Never Went to Summer Camp", debuted in Fall of 2015. ... more

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