you heard me like a handgun. rusted in the rain, son. break one bone. a battle alone. i couldn't tell the tale. she died in clean white sheets one sunday morning. been done twice before. he's crazy i'm sure. the doctors lay him down. the current held my hand and fell beneath the grandstand. climb the loft. the clouds'll be soft. she broke the totem down. one will mask the sadness. one will hide the madness. the dark will float the room like a boat. the sawdust in my mouth. my brother's face to midnight. shape the dripping moonlight. trail your kill. your whim is your will. you drag that fucking lake. the grass is fat with raindrops. you pull the cord, the bus stops. the sound is old. the blue and the gold won't goddamn go away.
released July 30, 2012
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