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Balcony

from Ice Eaters by Matt Oleksa

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Home
Where the water takes you
Where the wave breaks you
Home, home, home

Home
Washin’ up in the evenin’
Between dreams heavin’
Home, home, home

Blue road
Seventh hill
Moonlight
Windowsill
Tin soldiers
In a row
Catch one by his bayonet

Woken, broken already soaked in
Colors preferred, words spoken
Struck, hung—brushes stirred
Framin' wind, catchin' word
A view and it’s blue
Out through and into you
Mount Mouth sittin’ on plains
Chewin’ trains, spittin’ planes

Born under an over-bored sign
A dodo in crow country
They’re hanging fish on the line
Ran out of hooks in the pantry
A woman ain’t a woman here unless she can gut a deer
Swine, wolverine
Scouts gatherin’ around the up and comin’ crumblin’ down
Red to black by way of mean

She so cold, bundled in a sheepskin coat
She so cold, bundled in a sheepskin coat
On a carriage returning away
Returning away
Returning away
Returning away

Forget the one ‘bout the priest’s son
Who fell in love with his father’s nun
Quotas made, statistics staged
Plain and pretty upon the page
Quite constant constellations
Exotic details on foreign nations
For a crown—a sturgeon’s head
Somethin' kickin' in the shed

Memory is easy to forget
A stone’s throw into your fourth quart of oak sap
The irony's hard to get
I smoked two cigarettes in the time it took you to take a nap
Red-eyed Nikolai Gogol burnin’ Dead Souls down the hall
Trade ya a muskrat’s foot for a thimble
Cicadas crawlin’ back in their exoskeletons
I don’t know, I think it’s a symbol

She so cold, bundled in a sheepskin coat
She so cold, bundled in a sheepskin coat
On a carriage returning away
Returning away
Returning away
Returning away

Burst, scattered, back in all
The time it took the axe to fall
Delivered by an abridged version
By a blue-haired, blonde-eyed, pawned-off Persian
Bed of worms, full of roses
Maybe poises – got your noses
Take a pill to kill the thrill
Tin soldiers on the windowsill
Catch one by the bayonet

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from Ice Eaters, released June 21, 2015
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitars, organ, percussion, bass, harmonica, wind chimes
Kevin Bass: bass, backup vocals
Erik Roget: drums, organ, backup vocals

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