The third and fourth tracks were recorded (on my iPhone voice memos app) back-to-back on my front porch one evening during the summer of ‘15 while everything/everyone settled in for the night; they were written two days prior to recording.
lyrics
“I went to bed with a broken heart. I washed the blood from my chest; I dressed the wounds on my arm. You looked ghost-like in the bar light: all thinned out on a summer night. I keep caught up in the moment—when we were walking toward the ocean—the muted sound of waves collapsing haunted us like hospital food and lung cancer. Oh, your small throat. Oh, great meadow, shine on our marble skin. ‘I could never love you completely. You're just another crack across my ceiling.’ Now there are blood clots where your bruises were, and a bright blue calm sweeping over you. If we get sad in the springtime—or we black out after a couple of lines—I'll keep my teeth sharp, and my eyes wide, and praise your grace for the rest of my life. Oh, your small throat. Oh, great meadow, shine on our marble skin.”
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