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Darling don’t bend the dinnerware.
Sure we got cracked lips and bruised knees.
But we’re not little children.
Though—we do have their eyes.
We can’t sleep at night.
I held a knife to my throat in the basement once
Just to get the noise to hush.

I read your shadows.
And starve at the table.
The knives scratch the plate
In the conveniently half lit room
Where the chance for compromise
Is thought of but not brought up
Except in damned jest.

I’ve walked five or six times,
around the Kaaba, which you reside in,
or maybe you are becoming?
You are becoming dead.
Our hearts are greedy and beautiful.
Which puts us at a natural attraction,
It’s just like the occult.

But we’re not little children.
Or at least, we can’t ever be little children.
I'm serious.
Do you trust me at all?

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from Ashes or Salt? (deluxe version), released February 6, 2017
Jaron Ferrer on the Drums

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Spry Old Men Greenville, South Carolina

Spry Old Men is the music child of Logan Galloway. Look for live performances around the southeast with Logan and/or friends.

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