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On the front porch of my mind
A bourbon black starry night in Phoenix Arizona
Red clay fortress right in my view
Spent the last 60 centuries pushing its way through

Suddenly I see
After the dust had settled
There in front of me
White fluorescent bird with a telegram
It reads:
Don't get anxious

Cities fall at the wave of her wing
It's an age old narrative
The world is rife with silly things
I begin to waste a little of my time
Sitting preoccupied trouble coloring my mind

And then I took a drink
The taste lifted a floodgate
And I began to sink
Into a blue shaded velvety dream
Words echoing
Don't get anxious

Side note:
I stood in the road
What was brought to my attention?
Something you'd said a long time ago
Oh but who really knows

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from Don't Get Anxious, released December 23, 2011

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Meggan Carney Austin, Texas

Meet indie-folk pysch-rock singer-songwriter Meggan Carney. Effortlessly she uses her haunting range to paint a perfect portrait of fantastical youth, with shredding guitar and classical piano interludes giving way to multi-layered paeans of harmonious sound. Her music is enchanting, romantic, and organic; a tender young woman's tales spun into a raw and fearless web of psych-electronic sonance. ... more

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