forget your wants
forget your needs
fill your mind
with the creaking of a dream
a wooden door
a darkened room
a hidden box of photographs stashed in the gloom
a faded smile cut from guitar strings
crumpled newspaper walls
laughter and screams dripping out from the seams of my stitched up manikin
looming over eight feet tall
Or am I speaking in a language no one understands?
They just laugh and say, “doesn’t he know that art is dead?”
credits
from Fragments of Our Former Selves,
released August 18, 2010
Dean Parnell – Vocals, Electric Guitar
Sean Langwell – Acoustic Guitar
Conor Parnell – Drum Programming & Effects
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