or, Words We Learned from a French Philosopher Come Back to Haunt Us in Real Life
lyrics
Lights blear in the awnings
ornamented lawns from every angle yawning;
sickly neon flowers,
perennially blooming hyperreal intrusions.
Past selves litter the hallway,
linger in the stairway, chase us from the driveway.
Things we called forgotten,
disappointing habits disinterred & rotten,
optimistic progress we thought we'd made but wrongly.
credits
from Twelve Nights,
released January 30, 2013
Harrison Lemke - guitar, vocals, drum sampling & programming, wind chimes, radio
I'm in awe of the stories Eric tells with such an economy of words here. The magnificent arrangements and weighty vocals, which seem always about to fade into sigh or groan, also help. Harrison Lemke
I made a video game, and this is the soundtrack by my Casiotone guitar pop / ambient / experimental music project. That's a weird digression but sometimes life is like that. Harrison Lemke
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