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Dance with the Dead

by Attics

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Early this morning I heard the news
Just when I thought I forgot about you
Like a nightmare that lasts for days
Like a shadow burned into clay

Shut the window and lock the door
Cause I gotta collapse on the kitchen floor
It’s not sad or even bittersweet
It’s just a moment of pure relief

I click my heels and clap my hands
As I become a one man band
I’m not one to eulogize
Dance with the dead, say a glad goodbye

One final trick, one final score
One final long con, set up years before
Turning swamp water into wine
Strike every record of every crime

I’m calling in sick, make it a holiday
Let’s turn on some music, let’s throw a parade
So pour me a whiskey, I’ve prepared a toast
To the haunted father, to the hungry ghost

I click my heels and clap my hands
As I become a one man band
I’m not one to eulogize
Dance with the dead, say a glad goodbye
I’m not one to eulogize
Dance with the dead, say a glad goodbye
I’m not one to eulogize
Dance with the dead, say a glad goodbye

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released September 23, 2022

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Attics Brooklyn, New York

Music you can sing along to if you don’t mind odd lyrics and the occasional glockenspiel.

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