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Apparatus Fantastic

from Wild Children by Black Owls

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Heaven help us - cause no one else will
it's the sweetest of potions, it's the bitterest pill
it is the seventh scripture, it's the saving grace
it is just me on my knees with all this mud on my face

it's seersucker herringbone, mmm mmm mad paneled rooms
and white foam of rabies, and warmth of the womb
it's kinetic frenetic, it swirls and it spins
and it lets down the curtain, and it calls us all in

It is covered in elastic, it has lines for the twins
its apparatus fantastic, the tempest heart of our sins
I like the new edition, I like the endless battery
I like the autopilot, and all the unending flattery

It's your leviathon, please do not cross it's path
it is no hoax of halos, no boiling sulpher bath
Genoa sheets of such broad reach, Ithaca freed to touch
placing wagers on the his forehead, closing light alights so much

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from Wild Children, released November 2, 2013
BUTLER/VOX/DRUMS • SHUTTLEWORTH/GUITARS • LOSACKER/GUITARS

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Black Owls Granville, Ohio

Mennonite glam rock showcasing a certain proclivity to meld the majestic with the pitifully ordinary.

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