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Dear Jane, (feat. Bobby Blunt & Danny​!​)

from Every Minute of the Day by The Bins

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BOBBY BLUNT:

Dear Jane,
Rap thing been the same.
I'm a grown man so the subject mighta changed.
You know, I’m doin’ my thing, I could be better though.
I’m still learning how to live with you lettin’ go.
How much you meant to me, you will neva know.
I had my changes before I let the damage grow.
Out o’ control, I try to focus more.
But you had my mind up in ya, eh?
It’s funny how my plan blow all up in the wind.
It’s of no importance to me now.
Your smile got me wanting your number just to dial and hear your voice again,
Even if it’s all in vain in the end.
This for closure, hopin’ I can preserve a friend,
Or some kind of confidant to reside in.
I mean sumpin’, I’m trying to pick up the pieces here, from all the rains so at least we’re clear.

Love is like a journey that we do ride.
Full of ups and downs that marks our days ’n’ nights.
We travel to the depths because it feels so right.
So right.
So right.

I’m trying to maintain but you remain at the top of my conscious mind,
When I sleep you become divine
In my dreams you steal my time
When I wake I’m blind
Always seein’ you in the mirrors of my bathroom,
I’m tryin’ to stay sane but I’m runnin’ out of room
You used to say that love grows in times of gloom,
But baby here I am in the dark of the doom.
One a minute this another once again feel your touch
I promise I won’t let up, whether it be love or lust,
What we need is trust, the laughter instead of the cuss cuz we on the cusp of somethin’ special.
Ever since the first hello, I’ve been on love’s threshold.
So don’t let me go.
You never know.
This could be forever, so don’t let it go to a never-never land
Or this man will never see you again.

So take my hand
And maybe we can try again.


DANNY!:

Check it. Yo.
You are my muse to this music
Refused to acknowledge the world became reclusive, elusive
Didn’t really care what the media said
You and me in the bed, talkin’ ‘bout our future together.
But what a stupid endeavor.
I mean, how could I be blind to the fact that you-
you were never really mine?
Shoulda seen the signs, shoulda seen the writing on the Wonderwall.
Complacent with the oases
But now I’m done with all the bullshit, it’s over
How’s this for closure?
Get out my life and don’t you call me again.

We still coulda been friends but you sealed your own fate when I told you infidelity’s the one thing I don’t tolerate.
I’m really sorry if this letter’s just a bit too crass.
I hurt your feelings? Well, that’s just too bad.
It was fun while it lasted but I hope you learned your lesson boo.
Dear Jane,
Want a letter? Here’s two: F and U.

Still got love for you though.

credits

from Every Minute of the Day, track released May 30, 2011
Produced by Clark Barclay
Vocals: Bobby Blunt and Danny!
Bass guitar and keys: Adam Walter
Bass guitar: Ed Kelley

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The Bins Oakland, California

From rocks to coins to comic cards, Clark Barclay was a kid obsessed with collecting. Today, his grown-up fixation lives in the secondhand bins. Using rummaged found sounds, percussion instruments from all over the world, and strictly dollar bin records, The Bins tediously arranges sonic fragments into a mosaic; capturing an array of genres, cultures, and histories. ... more

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