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perfume dreams
begging to be burned
the fire inside,
hanging resonator news
You move like a memory
shake brave
escape the fallen hand
collapse soft
draw everything new
You move like a memory
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Asphalt Gods
03:23
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butcher’s steps to nowhere
lampost now is leanin’ in
drive all night to Montgomery
with a signal fire in your burnin’ hair
disappear
and asphalt gods appear forever
blinding haze and preacher’s gin
uncovered legs feed the hungry
blindfold calm, towering seas
disappear
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We Are Savages
02:42
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You’ve gone missing in the twilight
You’ve gone cold in the fray
You’ve gone missing in the twilight
You’ve gone cold in the fray
They created days so you’d have to breathe
You’re waiting like a savage for the end to come
soft evening stilletto, covered in green and yellow
carrying birdsong and shadows
calico dresses, handclap firefly
sunlight tinged on dusty wings
They created days so you’d have to breathe
You’re waiting like a savage for the end to come
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Bells Bring Emptiness
01:42
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Bells bring emptiness
Bells bring all light
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Barely Violent
04:00
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nighttime sinks its teeth in you
cold grip and latent stares
crooked souls, they bend the light
shotgun static and burning rites
the seeming contradiction
the folding hollow songs
you watch out for the blind man
and carry your heart like a drum
and carry your heart like a drum
you’re barely violent
but you bury me
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Get Lost
02:28
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Don't you wanna get lost?
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Glass Burns
02:07
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glass burns
orange glow
last rite
dog fight
black tooth
good sin
cold stare
last light
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Baby, We Just Fall Apart
05:02
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and your soul is made up
of loose wires and buried dreams
you peel away the nighttime paint
sugar speak over bone white haints
tightwound damaged sould
god forgot his below
(maybe we’ll never be ok)
like the light and the dark
baby we just fall apart
you’re the beautiful misaligned
with your nighttime calamity
stand up, shred your master’s eyes
screaming half-rate and fallow pay
all the stars are split,
there are no fearless hands
(maybe we’ll never be ok)
like the light and the dark
baby we just fall apart
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Black Black Sun
03:53
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Lightning’s falling now every day
black black sun going to wash it away
you’re pouring salt into your eyes at night
and bury your fears behind the willow tree
you find yourself with no fire and no name
the light’s shining on the window at night
the back door swung open long before dawn
you’re walking through trees like a set of ghosts
we’re holding hands in the candle light
you find yourself with no fire and no name
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Coffin Bees
04:00
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simple waves and trading fools
blight the skies with folded trees
and stapled notes on eyelid moves
and dirty souls and rusty knees
we get tangled like coffin bees
funeral minds amid careless years
break the ground, steal the safe
you ran away with the morning
I believed your crumpled dress
we get tangled like coffin bees
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Caving In
06:19
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shake summer clean
tilting nighttime memories
let it all come crashing
let it all come crashing
let it all come crashing down
in a silent dusty relief
let it all burn to black ash and cinder
and sink it all below
sink it all below
sink it all below
with a string-tied skeleton key
we’ll cover our faces with soot and dreams
death and hell, you and me
falling hard on deserted minds
you shake your hair out when no one’s in sight
at breakneck speeds I consider caving in
at breakneck speeds
at breakneck speeds I consider caving in
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Flags Waving
04:26
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and treading we hold hands
and hold each other like flags waving
careful catch your breath
never let me go
this breakneck love of ours
it’s soldered through and bleeding
keep tying knots in our soft haunted dreams
Let’s hide under the leaves
pretend we’re burning alive
between the smoky blue voices
the signals and trip wires
leave the folds in your hair
scrape the moments free
bare legs have killer instinct
when you’re breathing under caving skies
Let’s hide under the leaves
pretend we’re burning alive
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Warm Breath Folds
00:49
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you got a heart like teenage lies
blank soldier’s shuffling steps
all broken down with failure now
I’m so sorry to see it all begin
there’s always the lightning
to keep you company
one more collision
to take you all the way
movie stars, they die faster in the sun
this city hangs like a broken law
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Red Clay River Richmond, Virginia
Red Clay River is an American experimental-folk band that combines Southern gothic narratives with expansive and creative
instrumentation.
The band's core members–Dan Bivins and Aaron Parker–have been evolving their sound for over 10 years now with RCR and continue to push their sonic boundaries and not make the same record twice.
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