You always know what time it is, you're a clock.
Diary of dead things.
There's more to bodies than muscle and bone.
The danger's real, we know little about it.
What we know, we ignore.
Time is beginning and this morning is June.
It's a time that is strangely new.
In these seconds, I have lived a lifetime
in a house with stones falling inside.
Can't decide what to live like.
Living a life with sick inside.
Whatever walks here walks alone.
And there are always showers of stones.
from S/T EP
released December 4, 2015
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