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Division Street

by Solipse

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1.
[we elected our own sheriff and deputy sheriff and all that, and we elected our own president and the rest of us, you know, we’d be the outlaws] i saw the first clouds as they came throwing shadows over miles of amber waves [for some strange reason there’s some people born a little bit better than others, and some are supposed to work pretty hard, and others supposed to sort of coast through life some way or other, but then umm] bold and seething the trees bend and shake all our heroes stand silent in their wake [said it was a pity that so many of us had to live the way we did and not know where our next bite was coming from, so they said that in order to relieve me and the suffering of this family too that i was living with] cold dark forecast for spacious skies will rain fall or tears in disguise i saw the first clouds as they came are they clouds though or omens manmade [Internationale]
2.
Rose Mirror 04:40
rose glass when you’re looking back with trouble ahead the past by any other namesake will make the future seem grim rose-tinted rearview when you’re driving out or lost in the weeds of your mind’s eye who’s got your back when you’re facing yourself or chasing to the sun rose mirror when we’re outside ourselves took overlong to see your conscience hollow not meant to be, make sure the future stings rose-tinted prism in your hand, when you’re looking back or looking forward to the past that’s in your head but never was you found the right way to hide? we misplace a piece of ourselves lost to the past there’s something you left in your life holding you back don’t shrink, don’t stray, just know that the tide… rose cage, gilded glass, a slave to a past that never was don’t speak, don’t stray, just know that the tide…
3.
staring back the last two years scattered like bone in sand from cactus leaves to war-scarred pomegranate shrubs one desert to another and i was minding mine the night kayla bruised her face from prescott’s goldwater nomination steps to the edge of civility and cold stark authority the ripe fruit falls but never down here, withered politesse “welcome to everybody’s hometown” and i was safe where wine drips from stalactites while a satellite tracked the arc of the earth and of justice, around and down and slow while kayla’s fingernails were ripped off like mattress tags who killed kayla mueller in the february vapor black miasma sprawled on sands stolen and stolen again on the night she died i was looking up at thirteen stripes wondering how do you know who owns the land when one day it falls in somebody else’s hands
4.
dreamless drifting hold to your harvest daylight’s over under your head even over your strongest protest hats off hair down carried away capslock laughing dawn on the hillside scapegoat smiling same dream all the time evening over and over again sighing waitress there’s no third way daily dollar safest shortcut desperate raincheck years are through even knowing how it all ends starting over i’d do it again
5.
you might die in fragrant half-light bugs floating in the streetlamp glow breathing out a cold mist you might wake up one early autumn afternoon dry leaves crumbled in your hair, swollen eyes like two moons at night chain store signs shining like cigarettes in a winter haze neon streets in a lazy design when we slept like pensioners cold still in the night, waiting for someone to draw the line between freedom and what you gotta do there’s no difference or division where decline shines bright and the streetlights kept street crime away or at least that’s the fantasy down the street that divides the gods from the haves and the haves nots you might relive one rain-soaked memory from a country inside your head where your dreams are fed and your conscience starved you might lose your life or at least unhinge yourself undone from the screws in your sides, unborn in the fountain of youth you might wonder how the devil came down division street with a sulfur smile in the wings and a bible in hand you might wonder why you’re alive down from the trees where the sparrows eat the young the children learn what the birds already know one has to die if the other should grow
6.
Orphan 04:19
one orphan crossed the line, the masters clueless two more have up and died just passing through hold on, no one sound the sirens don’t be so overjoyed to be of use there is no consequence that you’re waiting for can’t analyze your motives when you’re moving forward hold on, you’re on your own no sunrise overture to stir the bones
7.
Year of Glad 02:56
we awoke on a new planet surprised to find no natives to kill or gold to mine no commandments to define or divide, no us, no them, no her, and no him i hit my head on the gears of time and i broke into a sweat language ’til the letters forget themselves or accept that you’ve got a broken mind it’s so much easier we fell asleep and rose surprised to see the morning never came and the planet ceased to be we drifted from skies to stars but found no one went hungry and our souls unwound themselves still images from motion pictures an ocean of sutures stitching up the reel to reel to unreal year of glad year of no tomorrow or today year of close escapes glad we had one more sin to steal from the future when we’re old and tired this servant life is more than we planned when we said that we’d subsidize time
8.
down every sidewalk on every street the weight of history pulls you beneath i felt the past repeat and i froze the night i saw fred hampton’s ghost
9.
when i was old i thought that people never change but now that i am dead i see the error of my ways most impressions you have, just getting by’s not so bad when i was awake i could count on my senses to feel but now that i sleep i don’t know which memories to keep when i was rich i knew the world was fair but now that i am poor i see the universe never cares it’s a ruse, it’s a melancholy courtesy laugh it’s only about a half a lie here now. what then? or better yet what came before so long so much for hoping to be there when this began when i could not believe my eyes i deceived my mind it’s hard to believe but we turn ourselves blind i once found comfort in gold’s borrowed glow but now i have slaved and paid every debt that i ever owed

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released January 25, 2019

Charles Austin - vocals (1-9), guitar (1-9), bass (2, 4, 5), keys (1, 3, 6, 8), piano (5), samples (1, 6, 7)
Chris Corlew - bass (1, 3, 6-9)
Katy McGehee - vocals (1, 4, 8, 9), viola (2, 5, 6, 8)
Smags - drums (1-5, 7-9), acoustic guitar (5)
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David Corlew - violin (6)
Jeff Kowalkowski - piano (4), organ (5)
Jeremy Lindemulder - drums (6)

Artwork by Evan Foster
Packaging/Design by Carrie Rumancik
Engineered by Charles Austin and Dan Tinkler
Mixed by Charles Austin and Dan Tinkler
Mastered by Collin Jordan

Made with the Bicycle Day Recording Company:
bicycledayrecording.bandcamp.com

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