Late Bloomer

from by Tracy Manuel

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They told me
The road to hell is paved with fake IDs
You couldn’t help but take one off the street
See if it’d get you through the door

Why would you wait your turn?
There are so many ways to live and learn
Lover left you with a freezer burn
But you can’t feel it anymore

But that’s the way it goes
The faster that you grow
The faster you’ll end up flat on the ground
I ain’t a thing like you
I think you probably knew I was
Just barely old enough to let you down

The petals fall
You see your old friends in the checkout stalls
You say you’re fine and hide the Tylenol
And they pretend that they don’t see

You hate their wedding gowns
That roll of measure tape that’s wrapped around
The waist of every girl who’s still in town
And you pretend you’re walking free

So if you wanna self destruct
Then go and self-destruct
And blow this neighborhood to smithereens
No use to take your time
Keep clinging to the vine
While everyone you know is withering

Must not have gave a damn
When you reached for my hand that night
No, you weren’t looking for a graceful landing
There’s nothing to repent
I was scared back then
Now I’m just scared to be the last one standing

Late bloomers are the true survivors
Late bloomers barely know their friends
Late bloomers turn to nine-to-fivers
Late bloomers worry how it ends

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from Purgatory, CA, released September 25, 2018

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Tracy Manuel Winters, California

Tracy Manuel is a percussionist, guitarist, singer, and songwriter. Born and raised in Far NorCal, she chronicles contemporary rural life in her music, borrowing evenly from plaintive acoustic songcraft and experimental electric knob-twiddling. Her 2018 album, Purgatory, CA, is an unflinching song cycle bearing witness to small-town disaster, from the personal to the political to the ecological. ... more

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