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MM : They're All Called Jordache

from MM : MF Wander Disposition by Memento Mori

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the radio is on
and we’re still two hours from anywhere
and driving into the night
and driving into the night

the world is set ablaze
with a red curtain behind it
and lights set at our feet
making shadows of your legs

as they twist down the curls
of a jackhammer tongue
and the worlds beside us
rest somewhere beyond

the tips of the tops of this rhythm
that beats without end
oh when will it end?
i hope it never does end

the radio is on
and we’re still two hours from anywhere
and driving into the night
and driving into the night

where the spaces between things
fall temporarily in line
harmonized on a downbeat
and fissured in time
but i find them naturally
as we meet on the dance floor tonight

and we twist through the furls
of a saxophone tongue
and the worlds beside us
wrest somewhere beyond

the tips of the tops of this rhythm
that beats without end
oh when will it end
i hope it never does end

(she's a breeze when she's dying
an apple tree cored, straight to the core
a cave that i've ignored)

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from MM : MF Wander Disposition, released May 24, 2017

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