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Summer Machine

from Black Owls by Black Owls

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A song about how heat affects your better judgement.

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The symphony is a tonic
And the playwright has a plan
& the orchestra is in motion
And you intoxicate my land

I'll find you in the epilogue
Or else I'll find your curtain call
If Youre not listed in the program
I might not find you here at all

When I stumble to find you
crumbling all the numbing rings of fate
Its a chance I take
And it's my mistake
All for your summer machine

Ghostly walking on oceans
And drinking these magic potions
it tastes so great
When it seals my fate
all for your summer machine

Sunshine rides on your hips
And it bridles your lips
So sharp and so sweet
In the breaking heat
And then it goes and here it comes
Oh look at me I am all thumbs
I am in autumn falling faces
Falling frowns and dreery places
A messenger a mess indeed
A missing germinating seed
From summers garden summers host
From summers death comes summers ghost

So, straight from your tv screen
So Fresh and so clean
you have to see it to believe
It is the summer machine

credits

from Black Owls, released May 1, 2012
Butler: Vocals, Drums
Shuttleworth: Guitars
Beavers: Bass

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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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