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Fibres On The Frames

from Perfect Wreck EP by Mountain Schmountain

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Tiptoes find the stairs that creak the least, irises adjust, do my pale arms and face remain a faint corner-of-your-eye glow like a turned off television does? Let the sofa seem to sit in its previous place until fumbling fingers find a switch - and switch. No shadow gets recalled by our indifferent landing walls, no memory etched on bedroom floors, all the awkward talk in doorways wasn’t why we came but it might leave fibres on the frames. Let the bare bulbs and the dust, in strange shapes on empty bookshelves, speak for everything that left in boxes bulging with regret. Let neglect and disrepair just confess that I was there.

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from Perfect Wreck EP, released March 29, 2012

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