1. |
Iridescent
02:24
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I will speak in turn and you will never silence me
I’m a creep, I should burn
it’s what you came all this way to see
it happens everyday anyway
Echoing the reactive wish I threw away too soon
making sense of the living
from inside of the dark room
it may never happen anyway
it may never happen anyway
I can’t complain if you’re moving away
to a place where they can’t conflate
things that you say
with something you wrote down
late yesterday
it happens everyday anyway (x3)
it happens everyday
it may never happen anyway
I can’t complain if you’re moving away
to a place where they can’t conflate
things that you say
with something you wrote down
late yesterday
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2. |
Home
03:34
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Eyes are peeling back again
into visions
of ideas escaping hours
chemically mapping fate
taken in stride
I believe again in:
new beginnings.
Wait outside the backyard door
I left a light on
your night is oblivious
the moon is a fucking spy
still, I invite her
I believe again in:
transitions
(unless you
figure it out).
Would you say to me that you long for home?
would you say to me that you long for home?
No, I'm not uptight
I just wanna be atoned.
Waking to a soured loot
death in the lobby
of buildings where we've never been—
you relate to this in dreams;
sink at the spire.
(The cadence unkempt, and your
divine power in accordance with
anonymity left to ferment in the channels
of backwater hallucination,
comatose inhibition,
and the end of us
and the end of us.)
Lay to rest, lay, lay.
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3. |
Psychic Shapes
06:44
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I cast my shadow upon the stars
and saw the sky colour where you are
but nothing came over me
psychic shapes playing fever games
not fortune, not even fame
could take your sunshine away from me
only
dead weight
inside of
a hurricane survives in spite of
the freeze and falter -
you saw
only what you wanted
to believe was coming
through the wall of the eye.
“Living ghosts just stop bothering me,”
until they go away.
“Living ghosts just stop bothering me
or become what I see.”
Fit me into the psychic shape
of what is yet to come
and cast our line into the abyss.
“Living ghosts just stop bothering me,”
until they go away.
“Living ghosts just stop bothering me.”
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4. |
Tide Pools
06:11
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Creatures come in the morning time
while I am sleeping
stayed in the fire you are reaping
Lay awake, way away away oh
lay awake, way away away oh.
Ricochet in the tide pools of your making
gently now in the afternoon
you are waking
Lay awake, way away away oh
lay awake, way away ohh.
Evening swallows up the sun and
we lose shadow
a million thoughts pass into one glow
and in the tide breaking away, away
enter the sky breaking away.
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Tranche New Orleans, Louisiana
Tranche is a New Orleans-based dreamscape grunge band manifesting the songwriting collaboration of vocalist Laura Fisher and guitarist Jeremy Marx. The project also features bassist Devin Kerrigan and drummer Jonathan Arceneaux. Tranche's sophomore EP, 'End of Watch', is available now on all platforms for streaming, download, and purchase. ... more
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