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Can you reduce the noise?
I find it hard to celebrate
When I ain't got no choice.
I'd rather sleep than stay up late again.
But it fills my healing heart to know that we will rise

And greet another day
A little longer than was yesterday.
But these days, they grow too slow
To overcome the undertow
That keeps me standing still
And staring into space.
Be still, my healing heart.
We will remain alone,
And feel so far away
For at least another day.

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from Pretend to be Proud, released October 14, 2012

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The Fig Mints (of Your Imagination) Utica, New York

The Fig Mints is some guy named Bobby Rogan. When not playing songs written by someone else, he prefers to write his own for what it’s worth, and has recorded nine albums and two EPs of (mostly) original material inspired by youthful indiscretion; severe anxiety attacks; heavy drinking; and of course, girls. Sprinkle a little self-loathing in there, and you get what you hear. ... more

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