The darkness fades away and slowly lets in light, a warm breeze tickles your skin the sun shines on. Your fingers turn to feathers your birdie flies, the stems they gracefully bend and wave you goodbye. Sweet golden space, the summer sun is in your face, let it in and feel free, drive until you reach the sea. The bluest blue of blues among the countless crowds of cumulus, a tiny speck of red forever pointing North and South and West, no weather could hold you back, what’s back but forward in the opposite direction, your baggage has all been packed and now there’s everywhere to go.
from Lone Bodies
track released March 4, 2012
featuring Whitney Lyman on banjo, Jake Brady on drums, Gregg Belisle-Chi on electric guitar, and Charlie Smith on bass.
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