
Date of issue: 22.06.2017
Record label: Matador
Song language: English
Mme Rieux |
She always is standing on a ledge atop the landing |
And we feign a smile because we’ve reached an understanding |
Not to think or dwell on anything |
Anything of import |
Despite this precarious precipice |
And our conversation drags from the slight to exegesis |
And her voice begs for comfort |
But I cannot resist |
To lie about my relationship |
My relationship with that word: Abstraction |
Abstraction |
Abstraction |
Abstraction |
Name | Year |
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Blood | 2015 |
Cry of the Martyrs | 2017 |
Remains | 2015 |
Death March | 2017 |
Walk Like a Panther | 2017 |
The Underside of Power | 2017 |
Dispossession | 2020 |
Black Eunuch | 2015 |
Losing Is Ours | 2020 |
A Murmur. A Sign. | 2017 |
There Is No Year | 2020 |
Games | 2015 |
Animals | 2017 |
Irony. Utility. Pretext. | 2015 |
Claudette | 2015 |
And When You Fall | 2015 |
Plague Years | 2017 |
Hour Of The Furnaces | 2020 |
Hymn for an Average Man | 2017 |
Unoccupied | 2020 |