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Friend, I have lost us
Mechanized, tossed us out
and sold for a cloud
Where herons don't slumber
Kept in their numbered hearts
Split half poles apart.

Fox in the parlor singing something at Vesuvius, he lives, he's an arbor in a skeleton of suits til now and Why
Why's I trusted with kindle and flame
I hurt the hands like a brick would, like a prick would
Like a wing-cycle icy cocoon
Like a shark bite
and one day, you're a stingray
And I love you I love you you're gone

Beats only watching
Notes notch their own souls out
In paper and grout
Warm one in winter
Kept in my suit and rubbed hot when I worry
Held fast in my armory
High as the crimson shore
That rages no more

Fox in the flat bed, he's thumbing for a ride somewhere away from his bunk head and no one understands why he's around

Why's I trusted with silver and stone
Ay, why's I gilded and carted before it started
Like a night watching tundra goes pink and won't bloom
like the sound did, tho unfounded
I received you, believed you
I'm wrong


from FOUR​.​FOUR: 1​/​4, released December 1, 2015


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Heather Christian & The Arbornauts Beacon, New York

An Arbornaut is a three way cross between a flying squirrel, an astronaut, and an angel. I know one as soon as I spot one. They are naturally occuring in nature. I had a dream about them once and started a band. We are a choir and we are an orchestra. We are disgruntled classical musicians & believers in musical traditions of feeling lots of things. This is the noise from the inside of a root. ... more

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