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by Infielder

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I wrapped up all my strange dreams in Clear plastic memory Safe for the next few centuries Where the bad times that brought me to my knees I'm not the only one who's losing sleep From the storm drains to the flood plains And out to the Atlantic Where the parts per million Are easily forgotten We'll all partake in This holy uncommunion You're banking hard on miracles Like a biscuit forgets the mixing bowl It's as good as true for all you know An endangered beast will die in its tracks That's water to wine that you can't get back From the sand dunes of the North woods To the smoke plumes of Corpus Christi Where the parts per million Are transubstantiated We'll all breathe deep in This holy uncommunion To the eye It's never the right place or time It's imperceptible It's beauty in its darkest form Like a bombed out arts and craft store We'll make our way through the null and the void We'll do as anyone would expect We'll pick through the shit and take anything left From the desert to the delta And out to the Pacific Where the parts per million Are easily forgotten We'll all partake in This holy uncommunion We're losing faith in Petroleum communion
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We moved at breakneck speeds Young wild and free How complicated can it be It was a smash and grab kind of thing If the Titanic can sink And the Beatles go extinct Love can spread its broken wings And learn to fly away Lover of mine Would you be so kind Run with me to the finish line The day we die Just remember I I'm always at home with you The bargain of the ordinary Keep upping the ante How complicated can it be Man it's coffee and heavy cream We'll season to taste The looks on our face Witness to prices paid And victories claimed We pull water from grapes With our failure and pain The wine that we drink Comes from row upon row So on and so on We'll crest over hills Pay off all our bills Organize our pills Write wills and get killed We're in hot pursuit Dance and move With collateral damage Of love
3.
We dug up our roots Devoured our boots It preyed on us like a dangerous drunk We went on the run because payday did not come Spent a lot of time suspicious of our histories unkown And beating back our sorrows I am your marrow your family crest I am the arrow that is buried in your chest We burn fossils for light In the dead of night Little gravestones all along the road A white gloved hand in a shiny black body bag We'll follow it down and hearken to the call of our bad news In the tea leaves and the tarot I'm not aware of Whatever is next I am the arrow that is buried in your chest Free in the priesthood of the car We drove into summer's arms It broke the momentum of our fall Our savings hid inside a racket ball Pressed our clothes between courage and fear The certainty of our taken for granted years Tape recorder notebook pens That's as heroic as we get The wind through the leaves Cuts my skin underneath My fingers slip as I take another drink The pain floats between like a blood soaked shirt in the sink Trapped in your veins this is the simple heart attack of love For which you risk all your tomorrows You are the sparrow You are the nest You are the arrow that is buried in my chest

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Recorded live sometime in December 2017 by Matt Stutzman.

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released January 15, 2018

Mixed and Mastered by Matt Stutzman at American Home Studio

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