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It's Nothing (2016 home recordings)

by e.p. hall

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1.
I've got mechanical hands I have been using them to build a fire All the bones and the bolts and the sweat up in smoke with the wires I've been away from my mom I have been using the angels to call her From the skulls on the edge of the brains to the dust on the water I've got a memory of hospital bills With the blood soaking pages, obscuring the numbers And a vague premonition you’ll feel what you faked You can ink what you say, but you want what you take Oh I've got mechanical eyes There is a fear of waking up in the night I've got a fantasy of a disease As a key, to the key, to the key, to the center Of the meat from a mind you could put on a plate You can ink what you say but you want what you take
2.
Cake and wine The breath In the corners of hungry throats. Rake the sky The edge Carves the wounds in a limping ghost Moving almost. Through the cold height of walls One and the same The countess calls Always in vain "Count them up and wheel it down" "Count them up and wheel it down"... Charge the boat The waves In the ears of that empty summer Swim the moat The breath Eaching clumsily through the numbers Moving almost.
3.
Left 01:58
The wind it was rising / Your tone how it changed / The trees took their leaves off / The clouds rearranged / And somewhere beneath them I cried out in pain / "My heart is a mountain, my heart stays the same"
4.
Like the end of the start / Bones in the backyard / There's a cre[a/e]k in the dark / Bones in the backyard / There's a hydra hiding / Why don't you come by tonight / You can sneak in the side door / I've been a little afraid / To put on a white dress.
5.
I know it's wrong to be a person, with a person's hands I know it's wrong to be a person, with a person's hands To take up space, to displace sand in the hourglass I know it's wrong to be a person, with a person's hands I know it's wrong to be a person, with a person's hands When I broke the plate We both knew I had made An unforgivable mistake
6.
Prisoner 02:19
When I was taken prisoner / by my own sinews and my own veins / which wove themselves into a net / such that I could not decipher / where i ended and the world began / I dragged my cup over the bars, my love / but no one was there to hear me / at least that's what my body told me / are you here to disabuse me? / iron ring of twinkling keys? / When I was taken prisoner / by my own sinews and my own veins / which wove themselves into a net / such that I could not decipher / where I ended.
7.
My love is an all-consuming fire Swallowing all of your branches in mouths wide with desire Do you think we should recruit shiny firetrucks to slow it down? I tend to think the apples are falling regardless, and all of them down When the flames curl up our spines My love is an all-consuming fire Tearing its way up the hedges and swimming through the wires Do you think we should trek up from the lake with a pail full of fears? I'm of the belief our hands will forget our intentions and disappear When the flames curl up our spines And the voice that burns is mine The voice that burns is mine

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Misc. Home Recordings (to be later released in a better form)

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released January 1, 2008

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e.p. hall is the dark folk brainchild of e.p., who constructs emotional haunted houses.

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