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Mouth Trumpet OMG!

from Self​-​Titled by Ian Miles

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I think I've fallen down the wrong hole
This one's darker than before
I can't see the mouth to match with voice
There are warnings all around
The water's rising to my shoulders

This morning I woke up in an ambulance
Speeding down familiar streets
I couldn't see any faces
But like in a dream
I knew you were there

I don't think I've ever seen you in this light
The circles spin and swallow
Your hands seem desperate
But your fingers are just too scared to hold on

Our bones
are split
and the lines
are drawn
Weapons
Are met
With weapons
And red

(The fevers
burning bright like stars
On summer nights
in broke down cars
The fevers
Spreading wide like scars
On little wrists
in small-town barns)

In the density of our consonance
You could taste our wicked dissonance
A residential partum founds
The stone and wall of distances

(Though held strong by hands
Through storms they do not part
These are words between friends
That divide houses in their hearts)

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from Self​-​Titled, released January 25, 2010

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Ian Miles Spokane

Ian Miles is an independent singer-songwriter based out of Spokane, WA.
His Music has been described and "a little cool and a little weird – in a good way" and "very story-telling".
Sometimes mellow and bittersweet; a songbird at your window sill and at other times a thunderous full-throated roar of emotive stomping and hollering like a wild preacher of the end-times!
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