Limited-quantity double LP in classic black; gatefold with lyrics across inside panels; packaged in reusable poly bag.
This is how the album was intended, with songs composed and ordered to provide a listening experience that considers the interruptions inherent in listening to a double record. Mastered for vinyl.
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Beautiful vintage-style uncoated stock, gatefold sleeve wallet and 20 page booklet of song lyrics.
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And you were there, with your long purple hair
And I was traveling those narrow winding stairs
To the observatory with telescopes, you’d agree,
That any point along the line was mine to see
We made our way through the fog and the gray
Chasing bullets from the firing brigade
And the fruits of our walk, a flowering seed and stalk,
Like red sea glass collecting by the jagged rock
We walked on through the coming dark we grew a bright photonic light that beamed unto the very slight emergence of the face of you
My head attached itself magnetically onto the bus passing unwittingly and leaving not a trace of mortality
We did our best at an angle of at least ten or less, peddling paint and metal through the frail and fragile mess
The compass scope hung freely from the neon rope, directionless, expressing solace and sense of hope, was the compass scope, from the neon rope
From the periscope I watched through the foaming soap
To pilot my boat amid the ever-moving slopes
I carried the car keys in a bucket of tar
Constructing highway systems from a spool of yarn
And the great blue whale, void of feather and scale
With boxes of business cards in wax to no avail
The stars set around us in a white sequin gown
With long ice spears thrust into the blue and brown
A crowd thronged the way flocking in a loose ballet, while the cabbage row it sprouts a sinister but thorough evening glow
And we did what we did in our own interest, caring nothing for the things we’ve missed but only for our very happiness
We raised our plates from the table to the spinning blades and filled our forks with dried peeling cork, our hands with seed and sand
The ceiling spun steadily and lifted from the walls, shot in concert, black skirt and high heel, reeling through the squall, settling on call, between the fly and the fall
We stood our ground, but the ground was soft and shifting all around
And the ivy grew and swallowed green the walls and hallowed halls
As flowers fade into a stream of falling silver shade
The cafe glass was a door, it was a door despite its mass
From the shallow pool of the garden bath there tore a tearing hole
And came a rushing wave that leveled the play but caused the field then to saturate
All the books lay flat on a mat that stretched from mouth to pallet jack
And for a second we had an episode of seasonality
In the alley walk between homes and shops I landed my shading tree
Through a pouting spout of salt and sugar I reported full and finally
And then with fluid grace she draped her head in a lovely white lunar lace
And so skewing my understanding and my sense of aerospace
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