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It's Gonna Be Fine

by Shotgun Tori

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1.
If we weren't locked down and there was no curfew I'd drive to the coast to take in a seaview Instead I'll count steps in the driveway to counter the carrying Of the weight of banana bread tests on my hips I don't know 'bout you but I've finished Netflix Come Christmas we can pretend that this year never happened It's gonna be fine In the end the best happens All the bad parts of you All the worst parts of me Will return to the ashes Dust to dust, dust to dust Working from home with the kids in the room I hope nobody sees I've got no pants on zoom I'd really like a glass of wine that's legal The pivot's a dance I'm still figuring out Forget Jerusalema I'm saving that one For the next quarantine, like a grounded teen I tell you It's gonna be fine In the end the best happens All the bad parts of you All the worst parts of me Will return to the ashes Dust to dust, dust to dust Sweet old surrender, let's try not to die They say if you wear a mask to go out We'll get Christmas with no lockdown vibes It's gonna be fine In the end the best happens All the bad parts of you All the worst parts of me It's gonna be fine In the end the best happens All the bad parts of you All the worst parts of me Will return to the ashes Dust to dust, dust to dust
2.
Drawing a line Closed the door with a sign That says do not disturb Not for anything Just pretend I'm not here That I've gone out for a beer Or to paddle up the river To catch salmon Leave me be I just need a moment to think If I was the type I'd be driven I'd be driven Driven to drink I won't answer the phone I wanna be on my own But I'll send a live location So you don't worry Leave me be I just need a moment to think If I was the type I'd be driven I'd be driven Driven to drink Tapped all the dams built But the cups are not full still The dry sand beds and I We're playing the blame game Despite the layers of guilt I tore through to get to this side To get to this side Leave me be Leave me be I just need a moment to think If I was the type I'd be driven I'd be driven Driven to drink Leave me be Leave me be Leave me be Leave me be Leave me be Leave me be Leave me be Leave me be Leave me be
3.
Unfolded 04:11
Hands like a bird on the inside Open the window it's not flying out I'm like the beak on it Flew into the glass and it hurts to speak out So I stopped, now starting, my words are surprising And everything I say's a shock to you Wish I knew sooner too, or knew how to say it Cause this gentle unfolding inside me Has come out unfolded A map that you're trying to read in the wind You can't see me over the edges The paper is tearing Your patience is wearing thin Hands like a steeple, the steeplejack's climbing Whole life in a body suspended mid-air No-one to catch you, it's nobody's job to And I'm on the ground, nothing I can do Wish I knew sooner too, or knew how to say it Cause this gentle unfolding inside me Has come out unfolded A map that you're trying to read in the wind You can't see me over the edges The paper is tearing Your patience is wearing thin Rather the truth than living a lie It's gonna hurt now for both you and I Wanna say it's hurting me more than you But we both know We both know That's simply not true Hands like a bird on the inside Open the window it's not flying out I'm like the beak on it Flew into the glass and it hurts to speak out So I stopped, now starting, my words are surprising And everything I say's a shock to you Wish I knew sooner too, or knew how to say it Cause this gentle unfolding inside me Has come out unfolded A map that you're trying to read in the wind You can't see me over the edges The paper is tearing Your patience is wearing thin
4.
Wouldn't have known but for the flake of a lip outdoors The slake of a sip that I'd remembered from the times before Wouldn't have known but for a lungful of dusty ore The sum of the parts that led to the drought Eventually stripped my stores But every day is one day closer to the rain Degrees of severity are measured but never seen At leisure a luxury to fall apart now I'm 16 Sat in a psych eval, on meds geared to make me well Rating degrees of hopelessness and riding out this hot spell But every day is one day closer to the rain But every day is one day closer to the rain At worst I'm pounding pavements, chasing cars This thirst bangs on windows that aren't ours This outburst grabs for liters of your water like I'll never Like I'll never never never never never never never never never never never feel better When you think you'll never never never never never never never never never never never feel better When you think you'll never never never never never never never never never never never feel better When you think you'll never never never never never never never never never never never feel better Remember everyday ee ee is one day closer to the rain Get out of bed what for the sun doesn't rise no more The long run it stretches out indefinitely to a lone locked door Say what you want about this unending cracked earth drought This impending fire risk, this creeping despondent abject doubt But every day is one day closer to the rain But every day is one day closer to the rain But every day is one day closer to the rain But every day is one day closer to the rain
5.
Wrong Queue 03:55
There's a quiet dread that comes upon me Every time I know I need official documents There's only one place to go I walk past the queue for passports I can do that at the bank To the building at the bottom Where there is no social rank The hours pass, I'm almost At the front of the queue A gentleman official comes To tell us what to do I'm in the wrong queue I get sent to the back Can anybody tell me Which queue to stand in To get these hours of my life back I stare blankly at the ground To avoid a conversation An inevitable gripe About the countries declination Your marriage wasn't registered Your baby's name is wrong You're wondering who you have to pay To move this thing along I'm in the wrong queue I get sent to the back Can anybody tell me Which queue to stand in To get these hours of my life back I'm catching more flies with honey I don't think this job is easy money All this bitching in the queues About no signs and long lines Could ignite a short fuse I'm in the wrong queue I get sent to the back Can anybody tell me Which queue to stand in To get these hours of my life back Can anybody tell me Which queue to stand in To get these hours of my life back
6.
Cancelled 03:56
Everything is cancelled Everybody go home Nothing left to see here Stay calm Leave in an orderly fashion Don't be a body trampled Don't make a fuss, smile and nod Don't be more than they can handle Leave. Leave. Leave well enough alone Woah oh oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh oh There's nothing left to see here now And even if it all burns down A broken one has all been rebuilt stronger Hannah Gadsby said so. I believe her Postponed That's another word for cancelled Nothing left to see here Don't cry Don't cry over spilt milk Just add it to your socials With a red line, resigned There'd be 20 people total Leave. Leave. Leave well enough alone Woah oh oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh oh Woah oh oh oh oh There's nothing left to see here now And even if it all burns down A broken one has all been rebuilt stronger Hannah Gadsby said so. I believe her Just for now Just for now Just for now Just for now Just for now Just for now Just for now Just for now Ixnay on the o-shay There's nothing left to see here now And even if it all burns down A broken one has all been rebuilt stronger Hannah Gadsby said so. I believe her Everybody go home Nothing left to see here Oh-oh-oh-oh Everything is cancelled

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released August 26, 2022

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Shotgun Tori Johannesburg, South Africa

Shotgun Tori is, at heart, a storyteller, a woman with a voice and a guitar, her subject matter approached with an interesting, occasionally humorous, yet always insightful life view. Her touching, raw vocal delivery is both tender and powerful, and listeners are left with no doubt that she sings straight from her heart. ... more

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