Partial memory of library
As abject failure of clarity
Well, it's bad brain on the down low
Codex: reset, a tempo
For all time, we thought, like idiots
A futile wind on a leafless street
The wretched sounds of flyers gathering
In the city of the brittle bone
The odyssey of the log jam bed
While the puffer coats pile up under the head
Where the city is a brittle bone
The city as an empire for ice cream
A shut down terminus in a lucid dream
Those spears of fragile light
Are a fickle business, money spider
At the time, we thought like idiots
A bitter breeze on a leaf-free street
With wretched rain-smudged flyers gathering
In the city of the brittle bone
The inpatient in Odysseus's bed
Watches puffer coats pile up under the head
Where the city is a brittle bone
credits
from dox your friends (kindly),
released September 15, 2021
Mellotron and BVs provided by Adam Follett
supported by 4 fans who also own “A City of Chalk”
In a more perfect world, this band would blaring out of every radio on Earth. The lyrics, the vocals, the just-outta-teens snark and earnestness... so much to love. paulimboden