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Rope & Helm

from Atlasless by Poles Apart

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Fallen sand, furrowed land,
Carves an arch in these hands,
And I can't hold this rope and helm.
Wind blows through these sails.
It cuts, it prevails.

Falling out in foreign waters,
Breathes a truth with horrid wonders.

Standing caves, crashing waves,
Push against all these days,
And I can't hold these sails.
They cut, they prevail

Falling out in foreign waters,
Breathes a truth with horrid wonders.

Will I ever swim with your current?
Free of strain for the holy moment.

Free of strain.

credits

from Atlasless, released October 13, 2013
Drums & Percussion - Bill J. Burns
Bass - Chris Whitehorn
Guitar - Joel Carr
Guitar & Vocals - Rory John Munro

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Oceangoing atmospheric grooves from Brighton, UK.

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