Fluid Lungs EP

by Folly Fields

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This past winter was a time in my life where I was hit with waves of lyrical imagery like I have not experienced in years. Living alone in a new city I faced an opportunity to embrace solitude again and either by choice or happenstance this struggle and awakening is woven into this EP.
(Ally Leedy)

There are love dogs
no one knows the names of
give your life to be one of them

-Rumi (excerpt from the poem Love Dogs)

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released September 1, 2015

We are incredibly grateful to Sam Raines both for his assistance recording and producing this EP and also contributing backing vocals and support of the vision for this project.

Many thanks to Ilan Jenkins (Banjo, Bass, & Guitar on "Wits End")I for co-writing and collaborating on this project! Also, thank you to recording engineer Alex Jones for assisting in mixing and mastering this EP.

Producer- Sam Raines www.samraines.com

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Folly Fields Denver, Colorado

Folly Fields is a indie-folk-rock project created by singer-songwriter Ally Leedy that weaves sounds of folk and frenzy and tales of fact and fiction.

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Track Name: Marigold
Marigold

Marigold I’ve been told you bloom in the winter
But I'd been running so long I’d forgotten what is the center
And the Little drops of white and
Little specks of gold
Are pushed to the side
Won’t you let them in tonite
Won’t you let them burn so bright
Won’t you let them bloom in the winter
Oh little marigold

Vs. 2)
Pocket-knife to the heart can you tell me what’s the verdict
Is this just the tender start or forgotten never worth it
But I’m more than meets the eye
More than a flicker in the night
So won’t you let me in
Won’t you let this flame burn bright like a
Marigold blooming in the winter
Oh little Marigold

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And walk with me
Just Talk with me
And Down the road
In the spring you’ll see
That our love could be the kind that blooms so bright
Even… through… the winter
Marigold blooms in the winter, you cut to my center
Cut to my center

Vs. 3)
Don’t believe the lies you’ve been told in primary school
Love is not a lock and key but a blooming marigold
Blooming marigold
Track Name: Fluid Lungs
Fluid Lungs
Vs 1.)
Hippocratic or automatic
You have learned to give and take my love
Are you Hippocratic or automatic
You're here and then the next day you are gone
Are you on the run… are you on the run
Vs 2.)
Hippocratic or automatic
You’re here then the next day you are gone
So give me more of that underwater feeling
I’m tired of standing on sinking ground
Can you tell why? I’m breathing with fluid lungs
Can you tell my why? I’d rather be undone
Vs. 3)
I drove for hours down that keystone interstate
Just to forget my way home
Can you tell me if I
Was too early or much too late
I can’t really tell the difference anymore

Can you tell me why?
Can you tell me why?

Chorus
So give me more of that underwater feeling
I’m tired of standing on sinking ground
Can you tell why? I’m breathing with fluid lungs
Can you tell my why? I’d rather be undone
Track Name: Wit's End
Step back reverse
Through my mind's eye
Into a brighter sky

Just two more pints full of
Fear and I’ll wash the poison
From your ears

Don’t you fear
I have my wits about me now
have my wits about me now
Pushed way through the crowd
To meet you here

I'll wait here
I'll meet here now

These sick love dogs
Just want to make it right
Pushed my way through the night
Pushed my through the night
To meet you here
To meet you here now
Track Name: Liverpool (Acoustic)
Liverpool (Acoustic Version)

And it’s hard to tell
From this blindside view
If this will rise and swell and
Will it take me under
Take me under with you

And from the ides of march
untill the bleak mid winter
I ‘ll trust my reckless heart
cause it knows better
It knows me better than you

And from the ides of march
Until the bleak mid-winter
I’ll trust my reckless heart
Cause it knows me better
It knows me better than you do

So if I tell a lie
If I grin under the table
Its not that I pass you by
It’s that we can’t bloom before we’re able
Bloom before we’re able