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Twin Chimney

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stolen reprimands
don't call
you do it to return there
what was it the fall?
grooves, wood
there beneath the floor
you took another tone and rose above it all
man you never saw it come
you drove where she was from
but then were told to go

moving flowers with the moon
a mansion full of rooms cast shadows on the lawn
twin chimney is such a place
a giddy concrete face lurks quiet for the dawn
seek the time to be alone
no dusty leather tomes
a fire on the bed
sit down staring into space
and central pride of place the closest thing to love

not right
mornings on the wane
with friday evening tamed with visions from a cup

we will borrow trouble soon
extended afternoons
who rises with the sun?
things not meant for everyday
included to acquire more space to keep at bay
ten bricks sitting on the grass
triangle shards of glass
which gilded age has passed?
twin chimney is not a place
at least not anymore
that kind of thing can't last

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from Twin Chimney, released March 8, 2013
Written, Performed, Recorded, Produced, and Mixed by Brendan Codey
Mastered at Full Circle Mastering by Mark Trewella

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