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THE PERCH

I know there’s something I should know
‘bout this world that’s bursting into flames,
there’s a thread of stories that keep me warm and sane,
That make the bottles too cold for my veins.

Well I slept last night in a magpie’s nest
made of shells from a stolen voodoo doll,
but the magpie’s perched on every word I say
and they fall exhausted by the weight.

And if you tell me I’ll be alright
I might forget the voice that rots my brain.
In this street I thought I could just hide my tracks,
going away.

Will you notice me when I’m not there?
Will you wish me well behind the broken stars?
Will you carry my head in a leather bag
whistling my song in the rain?

And if you tell me I’ll be alright
I might forget the voice that rots my brain.
In this street I thought I could just hide my tracks,
going away.

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from The Ma​ñ​ana People EP, released November 4, 2014

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The Mañana People Bonn, Germany

Homemade freak-folk and psych-country curiosities, ranging from theremin-driven honky tonk smashers, zombie-themed electro- pop ballads and horror spirituals. The Mañana People's output manages to swing harmoniously between the gutters of experimentation and the comfortable lightness of pop music. ... more

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