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There is something there. I could not even feel you. Like you were something there I could not see. I could not see you… Out of the fire, back in the frying pan. Down by love, my soles are worn. Music fuelled by a rising fool. Life in a big tin can- my body's torn. The blockheads look lost, pensive they look. Staked to the ground, hung, quartered and drawn. You will lead me astray, and on the last day you just run away. Is that the black dog still at the door? Coerce him yonder and tell him to get born. Your face looks so cruel with your siamese smile- pert features so largely drawn. I'm screaming at you Vespertine- why won't you love me anymore? You're pleading with me to stay but on the last day you just run away.

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from Opal [E_M032], released February 13, 2014

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ETCH_MUSIC Australia

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Sublime Sounds from the Antipodean Underground

Bedroom Production /
Garage Improvisation

We pay respect to Elders past, present and emerging, and acknowledge continuous contribution to land, sea and community.

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