Autumn

by Victor Florence

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last EP of the seasons series

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released 06 November 2011
Album art: And He Disappeared out of Their Sight by Henry Tanner

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tags: acoustic folk indie folk indie rock singer-songwriter Tampa

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Track Name: Unravel
I unravel
and fall apart
I crumble
away
I wilt beneath
the yellow sun
I scatter
and disappear

fill my paper heart
with sparrows
and neon psalms
of winter calms
Fill my broken eyes
with rusted gears
and snowflake
white lies

I'm coming home
I'm coming home

Pour these weary bones
into the flume
burn these roots
away
Pour these tired sighs
into the sea
burn these scars
away

I'm so terrified
my heart flutters and flies
fingers run and hide
away
I'm so scared
I don't know which
road I should take
when I leave

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Track Name: State Lines
And all the state lines
we wished we could've crossed
will line our faces
till we are senile and lost
in this town

what is that other world
beyond the grey highways?
Is there somewhere else
that's not like this place?
is there?

What the hell are we doing here?

California
is some far off land
where everything
will be better again.
so I hope

But I guess that
Florida could be seen the same way
We grow tired of everything
let's pull off the highway
let's go home

What the hell are we doing here?
Track Name: Red Wasp
I move my fingers
over your wrist
and pluck a pear
from your pulse

I place it beneath our bed
next to the jar
of fireflies we found
last July

We become dictionaries
swollen with pressed flowers
and black ants
We become mandolin strings
humming like a pocketfull
of hymns

You weave a red wasp
from all the words
that spill out from
my bleeding bottom lip

Place it on my chest
and watch it corrode me
like a chain
thrown into an ocean

We become dictionaries
swollen with pressed flowers
and black ants
We become mandolin strings
humming like a pocketfull
of hymns
Track Name: Fox Teeth
fox teeth in the snow
jasmine in your bones
fingers stained from cigarettes
unfurls beneath my breath

we fall through the floor

citrus in our lungs
teeth on my tongue
lilacs painted white
blooms in our blood

we fall through the floor
Track Name: Epilogue
somewhere between the lime tree
and the bower holding the sea
fireflies sing arpegios
but only when I turn to leave.
Above me yellow contrails
ripple shades of green
but red sighes with half closed eyes
It's time for me to leave.

Somewhere beneath the willow
and the noose holding the moon
I burn books of poetry
it's getting colder much too soon.
Around me moving shadows
of ghost I used to know
yet Night cries with wide opened eyes
Thank god your home

now i am all alone
story's all done
everything's gone
now i am all alone.