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After it finished fading
Summer and Jackson falling out of view
Wake on your boyfriends carpet
Sisters asleep your mother's childhood room
Low hum of your computer
Soundtrack to teenaged evenings seething on
After they sold the cellar, attic and all the places you belonged
You dye your hair much darker
day in the dampness face down in the sink
After the colour faded
Troubled to think that you'd change anything
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Tenses
04:53
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Old dressing table
Gone now always remembered the same way
Gold lights and bangles, movements were hurried the sentiment untrue
Piles of clothes and coats outgrew
Cursing and mad about the idea of her not you
Cues from your CD player
Pacing the room around always in sequence
Piles of clothes and coats outgrew
Cursing and mad about the idea of her not you
Cues from your CD player
Gone now always remembered the same way
When you leave here
Things will exist diametric to you
In the future
You still obsess this moment of your youth
Through the loophole
Watching him wake at the edge of your bed
Fluid tenses
The way you account for the things in your head
In the future
You can't be sure that you're telling the truth
Through the loophole
You can't be sure that you're telling the truth
Old dressing table
Gone now always remembered the same way
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History Notes
04:11
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The Glitch
06:22
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Time and space combining into lines that change direction as they leave your body
Existing in a split dimension half remembered half returned and changed completely
Following in parallel back to before the worlds were more than coexisting
Finding deviations from the cast and stored coordinate transformation
Wait
Rerun the loop
Leaving there
Vague
Looming
The glitch
The other layer
Meaning in things I have lost
The flood
The significance of your accent
Somehow remembered it wrong
Despite
Reciting the notes in your absence
Here coming back all at once
The door
A portal leaked into the present
Slow but a similar key
That song
A wormhole deep into the stratus
How could we know what it means
The themes
Continued on parallel axis
Things I found relevant once
That green
Wall at the edge of the mattress
Somehow all still in the frame
Your stuff
Ordered in similar patterns
Here coming back all at once
That rug
The bridge and the route that we practiced
They found a body there once
Cut up
We could not take in the sadness
I watched you pack up your stuff
Go home
And thought of it endlessly afterwards
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The Blue Period Nottingham, UK
Band from Nottingham.
Celia and Chris now play in Radiant Heart
radiantheart.bandcamp.com
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