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1.
speak your mind and know you've still got one let it out before it's forgotten but give the thought a name it always seems different it tastes a little strange on the tongue when the muscle first shapes it you recollect the thought when you're caught in an argument rat race and how exactly can you be sure it came from you in the first place? you can't move the sand that makes this great mountain it carves the wind that pushes it upwards so is the futile climb that it makes an act of self-shaping? or does it just project a monumental mistake we're both making? I'm shaken by your wit, bene gesserit, queen of the sun I'm pulling out the stakes that keep it all in place what have you done? your body has won a mind is a terrible place to be forced to reside in it never stops digging and mine won't stop tripping
2.
grandma 04:03
when I was young, my father he had a heart attack in church and he was taken to a hospital for a week or so when I visited him on thursday I was to terrified to speak till he told me he was comin home on the saturday of the following week I don't want my dad to worry anymore he just turned 65 he should get a reward for being such a pal to me for all of those years that I was so awful to him my only father my fallen father my father is no longer an invincible man my grandma lost her memory and my mother lost her mind tryna keep the family together through that trying time she filled out lots of paperwork and she took a lot of real long drives and she acted as executor when it came that time I wanna see my mom on a broadway stage she's a brilliant actress at an awkward age she's got the strength of 15 men from the burden that she carried around then my only mother my faultless mother I watched my mother lose her mother, slowly and I just wanna spend my time at home my brother is much smarter than I could ever hope to be and there is so much that he understands at just 17 his heart's the size of jupiter but his mouth's the size of mars you could land a plane on that motherfucker if you try real hard my little brother Tim is a nervous wreck but he's excellent company which keeps that in check he's always got some joke hidden up his sleeve to pull out at exactly the wrong time I love my brother my little brother I love my little brother more than anyone else
3.
a dinosaur 03:02
Truro, beauty and beast, lays to the east of the pilgrim monument I'm not ready for this-- a beautiful trip, to tell all my friends about I guess family I have not seen since I was thirteen, cuz somebody died five years ago smoking, I swear I saw a dinosaur, running past us wielding six rows of teeth hidden beneath a lipless skull wick off the water, wade in the window dance in the fog and sing with the weirdo stand in a circle , as she was interred, leapt from my hands, and flew like a hummingbird Bob says, "what comes from God, returns to God". I believe him.
4.
you were on the other side of the living room with the paper in between your hands you were reading a piece about wealthy women and the men that they were married to you look more like a stranger just sitting there than anyone I'd ever seen time is the explosive that murders all but the distance was the detonator all at once it happened then I realized that you were atomized in the hot blast from those jet engines your body disappeared and part of you is still here but what remains is a fraction of what you left behind and those scraps that lie where your likeness was they won't last me very long these days I think of you as the color blue I see you almost everywhere but what I really see is reflected light that isn't even really there I guess I never learned how to let things go and they've been quite a home to me the walls have kept me warm but they're far too close so where do I put the first hole you were on the other side of the ocean blue

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released January 5, 2018

heather jones - guitar/synth/vocals/bass
zena kay - guitar/vocals (track 4)
veronica magner - vocals (tracks 1,3, & 4)
harper mcgrath - horn

watercolor by the late constance c. wood, my grandmother
text by rachel gordon
produced by ther
recorded and mixed by heather jones at so big auditory
mastered by bill henderson @ azimuth mastering

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