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Letter From Late Icarus

from Wind Of Hours Unwinding by The Warp/The Weft

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Lyrics:

It was the initial rise, families
of birds, that unhinged me. Wholly a fool,
I believed myself sewn to the same
caliber of wing. Father, you fixed me
with a longing for what warmed me.

The sun’s ripe as ever; olive trees are bursting
with fruits smaller than thumbprints: under it all
I am oceanically content. Don’t bother
mourning. I seal your legacy in mine
with wax-dripped hands. I am sorry. Above
there is a god who’s drunk me to the lees.

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from Wind Of Hours Unwinding, released May 28, 2014
Musicians:
Shane Murphy – Guitar, Vocals
David Andersen – Bass Guitar, Organ, Additional Guitar
Chris Pellnat – Electric Guitar
Christian John Laura – Drums
Robert Caldwell – Hurdy Gurdy

Written by Shane Murphy

Instrumental ending composed by David Andersen

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The Warp/The Weft Poughkeepsie, New York

Blending traditional and avant-garde styles, the warmth of a good wool sweater and the sometimes-bleak cold of an upstate winter, the progressive folk and psychedelia that the band brings to bear is propelled by poetic lyrics and a "spirit-conjuring" lilting tenor that prompted psych-folk legend Tom Rapp (of Pearls Before Swine) to ask, "Can I have your voice when you're through with it?" ... more

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