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The ghost of you howls
into everything I do
and I'd bow to any god
just to exorcise this room
(just one corner of this room).
It's like some sort of sickness
whose code can't be erased:
you can cover up the symptoms
but you'll always be sick.
Your language inflect everything I say
and I'd mouth the edge of a switchblade
just to purify my tongue.
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Learning you love only after you've lost:
what is that?
Loving all that you've had only after it's gone:
what is that?
What sick joke is that?
When the hotel tower closes in the fog
and you can never go back to where it all went wrong,
can never fix your out-of-tune song:
can never sing true your out-of-tune song.
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Admit you
want for their
long looks.
I long, too.
So say yes
to empty air.
We bare our knuckles to hide
the truth
about us.
We whip hands.
We out teeth.
And all our teeth are a lie.
And our hands are a lie.
And our lie's a lie.
I want to pull you to pieces.
So say yes,
you admit you
say yes.
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My friends, my friends,
I have fought the sun
and though it did burn me
I did not lose.
I survived.
And I am all fire now
and I am all wind.
And I am all ash and water.
And I am all of your sighs and all of your tears.
And I am the dust cloud that's choking in your baby's throat.
And I am your blood.
And I am your breath.
And I am you.
My friends, my friends.
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There's likely a psychological function that forms or is built-into those who live in landscapes dominated nearly half the year by snow and ice and naked black-limbed trees. Survivalism seems too strong a word. Maybe it's simply a preference for the absence of embellishments. When your world is stripped of even its essentials, why would your art be anything more? This isn't the driving force behind these four Northern-born and bred musicians, but it does inform some of the choices made. Songs composed as much by the empty spaces between the notes as by the notes themselves. Even when we're trying our damnedest to fill that empty space. Even when the emptiness is trying even harder to fill us up.
released October 31, 2012
Woundwood: M. Murphy, D. Thornton
Blind Pelican: D. Milliken, E. Sprinkle