Pyramid of Skulls

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    The definitive physical format of Locust Avenue: a high-quality 12X12" print of the album art on 130# stock paper, complete with lyrics, liner notes, and a download code on the reverse. Hang it on your wall, or store it with your vinyl.

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To be useful again,
or to learn new tricks.
But when the new wine hits,
the old skin splits.
And as the good Lord wills,
the good thing spills.

I don’t have a solution—
when the shadows come, I write ‘em down.
Without cause or direction,
a couple of ??? become a collection.

I combed through what I had gathered
but not a song could I cull.
I went to bed with The Bathers,
I woke up with the Pyramid of Skulls.

In a hospital room
in the heat of July,
I watched my mother
watch her mother die.

We turned our heads
when they pulled out the hose
out through her mouth
from the back of her throat.

And all the air left inside her,
we heard it claw out her lungs.
We watched until it was over,
then we threw her on the Pyramid of Skulls.

For some time now,
I’ve been watching him paint the same skulls every day.
And I say, “Let’s move on, let’s talk about anything else!”
And I try and I try, but I just can’t look away.

I feel him over my shoulder,
ever pouring his dirges into my ear.
First I tried to outrun him,
then started humming along ‘cause it was all I could hear.

I watched myself dig in deeper,
far past the line I had drawn!
My fever broke in the morning;
I looked up, and the Pyramid was gone.


from Locust Avenue, released February 3, 2015



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