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Artist: Julien Baker

album: Funeral Pyre / Distant Solar Systems

Distant solar systems and all the minor planets
Know nothing of our satellites and 747s
Fireworks that recreate the birth of constellations
Dying suns that laugh at shotgun powder imitations
When I am a sailor and the sky a pitch-black ocean
I'll look down at my bleeding heart and wish I were a Vulcan
It's Byzantine structures churches and all
All of our treasure of oil and gold
All of the empires crumble in stone
Great architecture gilded in chrome
God and I, we correspond with intermittent letters
I send postcards from the road, and now and then He answers
Echoes Northern city-states and all the mighty kingdoms
Head of sewing needles on an unending horizon
"I knew the words you'd sing before you ever thought to sing them
You call yourself a bastard, and I love you like an orphan"
'Cause great men of science and literature
Don't impress me, can I offer it?
'Cause I am a chisel in Your hand
Screaming at marble from a microphone stand

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