There are no shadows here the lines of a dwelling and a myth are here
Radar bones are ajar ctrl copy to the evening line
Bridges big bridges architecture of a lonely hour
Two skips a meadow of an absence tower falls inverted airs
I can feel it I can feel it mechanical the light is not alone
Estuary estuary the idol smashed the highs and lows
This place is every place
Have you wandered around the base of the tower in the morning light
Stick thin the body tries again the skull of an angel lies smashed in him
When myth speaks it always whispers dark hints of something in a radar's eyes
Towers rotting after hours you can't come back 'til zeta thousand years
I can feel it I can feel it mechanical the light is not alone
February January the cycle of the cancer of the spiral king is watching us
The seasons smashed the clock divides the temporal king is saving us
You can smile
Still stuck in the autumn like a knife
And the trees beckon me out of frame into
Out of the urn there's lichen picked by a ghost
Out of the orchard of zero
A catastrophe in time
The latest from Earth Girl Helen Brown swings from spritely synthpop to smoky interstellar groovers to far-out lounge. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 23, 2018