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Fevre Dream

from Picnic Lightning by Picnic Lightning

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the fevre dream has a hold on me
I am a desert cloud’s long shadow crawling
there’s poison in the fount from which blessings flow
and a reaper at the rose-tinted garden door

the will of the wind is to bend bow low
I am a desert bud regretting growth
there’s a stele for the mind that’ll keep it clear
IT’S THE LIE THAT YOUR HOME JUST IS NOT HERE

on the rise
towards the light
all my life
it’s felt like almost time

the fevre dream has a hold on me
I am a desert cloud’s long shadow crawling
there’s poison in the fount from which blessings flow
and a reaper at the rose-tinted garden door

on the rise
towards the light
all my life
it’s felt like almost time

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from Picnic Lightning, track released September 2, 2016

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Picnic Lightning Fort Worth, Texas

What is the opposite of the middle? Dark has light, truth has lies, God has Satan, but what or who is the middle’s foil? Theories abound, but it is the four gentlemen in Picnic Lightning who claim dominion over that murky abyss. They may hail from where the west begins, their feet may stomp Fort Worth concrete, but their music dwells in the shadowland of trenchant questions and orphic revelations. ... more

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