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We're not all stars, but we're planets. So, we flicker just the same. The collective wind of every breath held in, every picture tied to a name and place in the same way; I keep reaching out my hands. Only feeling air, no there's nothing there except what I need to understand. I always feel like slipping away. Take a whip like they planned it, been thinking that one up for months. Imagine the pain I was handed, you could never get enough. All of my luck in a nap sack, all my hope in a safe. So when I'm not sane I can look more plainly at the love I shouldn't make. All of these songs should read like prayers to absent Gods who don't take dares.

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from Big Neighborhoods With Big Houses, released February 1, 2011

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Stephen Roberts, Christian Baraks, Samuel Bernhardt,
Joe White, Bennett Littlejohn
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