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Strangely strangely, coming up quick like a battering ram in the throat and only heaven knows
Why the wicked singing me sick gonna clackety boom boom fall, a line of dominoes

So why the welcome Hi and why the big brass bone
When we’re too small inside to hear its craw
Hear its craw
Hear its craw

Stung a stinger poking through snow at the memory box I vowed to keep the letters in
Whose cathedral, where do we go when the clackety boom boom falls and knocks the ceilings in

And packs me into a ball of woe and wanting you
And feels me down the hall in red light
Who’m I supposed to call to get my compass true when
North is just the end of your headlight

Take me out to dry and let the centuries fall
I will not go blind, I won’t be here at all
won’t be here at all
Stick me in my palms and let the blood run blue
Sing me til I’m gone and dead from wanting you
from wanting you
Down
here with me
wanting you
Down
here with me
wanting you
Down
here with me
wanting you

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from FOUR​.​FOUR: 3​/​4, released August 28, 2016

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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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