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Hi. I'm Kavalier Calm. I write songs and poems inspired by the people I meet on the internet. Ask, and I’ll write something for you. Really.
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  •      Cry, Baby, Cry

    I won’t pretend to know how it feels.
    But, darlin’, I swear I’ve been hurt, too.
    If life’s got you down,
    then there’s only one thing left to do.

    Cry, baby, cry, baby, cry.
    Let it all out and let me in.
    And I will soak up your tears.

    Bottle it up if you wish,
    but don’t act surprised when you explode.
    You think it’s a sign of weakness,
    but only the brave lighten their load.
    CHORUS

    Just let them fall, let your tears fall.

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    I earned reddit gold for a song I wrote, and it got me thinking about the responsibility that those with wealth (in every sense) have to those who are poor. Free downloads of this song are here.

         Those With Gold

    The divine don’t have enough time
    to shine on everyone.
    The gods of luck shine on some
    and hope they pay it forward.

    If you’re on top,
    you’re standing on the shoulders of those below,
    and they need an angel among the living
    to give them hope.

    Those with gold owe the cold
    a place to find warmth.

    Beauty, skill, fame, fortune,
    right place, right time.
    Don’t kid the cosmos or yourself:
    "This was meant to be mine."
    BRIDGE
    CHORUS

    I just wrote a song using Neil Gaiman’s “Dark Sonnet” for the lyrics. Put on your headphones, hit play, close your eyes. Free downloads here. — Kavalier

    "Be Your Husband" performed by Kavalier Calm. Cover of Nina Simone.

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    I wrote a song for Denny’s. Sorry. I get a little emotional about my cured meats. — KC

         Bacon

    Doc says my heart can’t handle it.
    My diet is too high in fat.
    What’s a man supposed to do
    when bacon is his favorite food group?
    Now I don’t mind a little green on my plate,
    but I live for an oinker’s taste.
    What’s a man supposed to do
    when bacon is his favorite food group?
    Eat at Denny’s until his life is through.

    Free downloads of this song are here!

    They actually reblogged it…thanks for all the positive feedback fellow Denny’s and bacon lovers. I made the song available for free download. See the link above. — KC

    Just released my single of drinking songs on Spotify and iTunes. Enjoy beer and whiskey fans! — KC

    "The Kind Of Trouble I Like To Get Into (Trouble)" by Kavalier Calm

    I recently met Jessica, and she told me about her blog Hashtag Hearts where she posts couples’ love stories. We agreed it would be fun if I wrote songs about some of the stories, and Virginia and Forrest’s definitely jumped out at me. Virginia sees their meeting as fate, and I can’t help but agree that a bunch of small things had to happen just right for them to ever meet. Everyone’s love story is like that, and that’s what makes love so special. I was thinking about how special this is, and this little song just plopped out of my head. The lyrics are built around the concept of fate, and I included small details from their story like the “hurdle” the heart jumps (because Virginia is a track and field athlete) and the metaphor about an island at sea (because they met at a beach). I hope you enjoy it, friends. Free downloads of this song are on my Bandcamp page here. If you like my work, please like my musicians page on Facebook and send me a message about it. Much, much love! — Kavalier

         Fate

    I don’t know who to thank for meeting you.
    Lots of small moments added up to make us two.
    Somehow it feels like it was always meant to be.
    That’s why if you look up “fate” in the dictionary, you’ll see:
    you and me.

    We grew up thousands of miles apart,
    each and every one a hurdle for the heart.
    But some magic magnet pulled you to me.
    CHORUS

    I was just a tiny island in the sea,
    prepared to live the long life of the lonely.
    But of all the shores, you washed up on my beach.
    CHORUS

    I stared at pictures of the blogger at bakaguts and brainstormed—with lots of mind-thunder and lightning—and when the storm calmed, this song was playing softly. Much love. — Kavalier

         Your Parts

    Do those brown eyes see what they do to me?
    Does that soft skin feel the rhythm in my chest?
    'Cause you don't know the power of your parts
    and how they weigh on my heart.
    Do those ears hear how my body screams?
    Does that mind think about being with me?
    CHORUS

    Just made a pot of coffee so I can stay up until the sun rises building my set lists for when I start playing live next week. I think I’ll record several videos for my YouTube channel while I’m doing this. Do any of you have a favorite song you want me to make a video of?

    Today’s song is for Amber and Zach and everyone else in a long distance relationship. Amber told me they are tired of being apart, but they know patience is the key. So I wrote a song about being patient—about having a love that waits. Good luck to everyone else who’s waiting to be with the person they love. Trust me, it’s worth it. Free downloads of this song are here, and you can watch me perform it on YouTube here. Much love. — Kavalier

       A Love That Waits

    I crave your touch, but I only feel you near my ear.
    Your voice travels as sound waves and begs me to hear.
    Love is a locked door, and patience is the key.
    But my patience wears thin without you next to me.

    And I know the future seems far away,
    but our love is a love that waits.

    When we’re together, I freeze us in time.
    But I need more than smiles in a box of 3x5s.
    Love is a string that invisibly binds,
    but I want to see it as two bodies entwined.
    CHORUS

    We’re miles and miles apart, but our hearts are close.
    CHORUS

    Pretty damn stoked about the song I’m going to post for you all in a bit. It’s called “Poppy”—the flower, not your grandpa.

    I write songs
    because a part of me believes they are spells.
    I wring every ounce of magic I can
    from notes and the spaces between them.
    I use sound waves to shine a light
    on life’s dark places.
    I do not know what I’m searching for with sound,
    but I will when I find it.

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