Still-born Blues
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Minimal melancholic prepared guitar with a distant rusty sound
He had nothing left to leave but himself He had nothing left to leave but himself
not enough silence in this track....
Then she buried her wings and learnt to run Then she buried her wings and learnt to run
Drop after drop... Drop after drop...
Drop after drop, memory flooded the empty space behind his eyes
