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I can see galaxies – all the tragedies and earthly falsities. I’m like the piper calling his rats to the streets. Hiding indecision, hiding everything.

I know I’ve found the time, whistling in the moonlight.

Mother, oh Mother, can the children come out and play? I taste the lipstick on my pillow and on my teeth. I am that striptease.

Your body’s a roadmap, lined with cracks. Slide your finger across to discover all its flaws.

What makes you tick, honey? Lay it on thick, honey. Let your feet touch the floor. Tap, tap, I want you more.

I swear I’ve seen this shine, glistening in the sunlight. Lipstick on this flute of mine.

Playing each note one octave a little bit higher. With my eyes on the her/eyes/on.

The cure is in the words on the tip of my tongue unfurled.

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from Atlas and the Astronaut EP, released July 28, 2012

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Atlas and the Astronaut Vancouver, Washington

Fueled with mythic yowling and their own wily futuristic-heavy aesthetic, Atlas and the Astronaut brings surprise and passion to a growing crowd of melted faces in the Portland, Oregon area.

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