RED
Cut me out the muslin, cut me from the roll, cut me from the whole
Sew me my eyes in, sew what is known, so it can be shown
I will be your husband, land that I love, land that I know
I've seen the ocean wash up tales of glory, stories of woe
I stare at the horizon because I know, because I know
If I dive in I'll never come back from where I go
Oh I love you, I love you, you grow in me as I grow on you
In my memory, you are tendu, you are taffy, you are laughing
You are cocoon, you are family, I will go soon and you will be standing
You are the husk of me, you are the dust of me
In the guts of me lustily calling
DEAD
Show it to me, why don't you breathe?
What do you see, what do you see?
Why do defy our mother, we were to go to sleep, to go to sleep
We were to crease every sheet, we were to speak to every god who
Look down on me
FRED
I do this all my life my dear friends
You see these pure gems? You cannot come near them
I am fearless off of that top turnbuckle
Coming down with a terminal illness, don't get too comfortable
I go old testament, like so old testament
I saw when God put breath in it, like you don't know
See this is Carolina soul that I wear behind my clothes
And my bones in a row like L-M-N-O-P
In a line like a caterpillar backlight that like
Jackrabbit in a magic hat
Like the prize in the bottom of the Cracker Jack
When a cyclone coming better clack your heels
Smack dab in the middle of the Cackalack
Right next to the center of the Bible Belt
My city imprinting like a tire track
From the back dirt roads where the bayou at
Where the map drops off of the diagram
And I'm a dying man, lawn chair, front porch, banjo
Christmas lights, summer time, long life, can crack
Knee slap, baby blue, sticking to my roots like Krazy Glue
Tombat still rapping when i'm eight-two, balling out, calling out
RED
Oh I love you, I love you, you grow in me as I grow on you
In my memory, you are tendu, you are taffy, you are laughing
You are cocoon, you are family, I will go soon and you will be standing
You are the husk of me, you are the dust of me
In the guts of me lustily calling
DEAD
Show it to me, why don't you breathe?
What do you see, what do you see?
Why do defy our mother, we were to go to sleep, to go to sleep
We were to crease every sheet, we were to speak to every god who
Look down on me
This album is like a revolving door of Top Gun beach volleyball high fives. This jam is outta Wilmington, NC, and "Stasis" is stuck in our heads. Dead Sea $crilla
No, you're right, laughing and crying are not very different. What you're saying is also true, being a person sucks and is great. This tough shit is from Charlotte, NC Dead Sea $crilla
Mikal is prolific and sad. The title track will get stuck in your head (it will) and improve your year (or maybe not). Full disclosure, Red's got a verse on this john. Straight from the NC mountains. Dead Sea $crilla
Every song is a jam, and it features an all star cast of guests on these tracks about sadness, loneliness, and other super fun topics we dont always have the balls to talk about, yet Mikal always manages to turn into songs you cant stop singing. Such a great album, and I highly suggest that you buy this AND Human Disaster. Just saying. Jessica Evans aka PokeMC Sapphire