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Sunken City EP

by David Wirsig

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Ben Bateson
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Ben Bateson The music is a humble kind of beautiful, but what really sets this apart for me are the lyrics; they're pure poetry, and weave intriguing threads of love, fear and hope through a post-apocalyptic setting that I really want to know more about, but then again maybe it's the lack of unnecessary details that makes it so intriguing. Favorite track: Sunken City.
cheese
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cheese came here from wtnv weather. i love the apocalyptic theme and the poetry of the lyrics Favorite track: Epilogue.
isaactfa
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isaactfa I adore this EP. It blends despair and hope, beauty and darkness masterfully into a haunting narrative that I come back to regularly.
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1.
White Flash 07:22
gone, gone the days we'd sit outside and watch the weathervane gone the smell of summer rain gone the midnight drives and passing trains gone, gone the nights when we would lay and dream of another life a golden child, a scarlet wife would turn to dust, the same, when the end arrived we were scared of the days to come we could only hope our fear would make us numb but when you smiled, did it feel so wrong? beneath the blown out husk of an atom bomb it won't be quite so bad when it finally comes it's just a bright, white flash and then it's gone before the lights go out for good before the flash consumes us whole a crack on the horizon grows and opens up its blinding jaws before the lights go out for good before the flash consumes us whole before we boil in its embrace I gaze across your freckled face and your sweat beads in every pore as our shadows flee across the floor and fire fills your frightened eyes as the groaning glow intensifies and your features shine in sharp relief your soul exposed in a moment brief your fears and your hopes and your memories the one I was always meant to see and only darkness evermore
2.
Black Eyes 03:48
it's that old recurring dream where you're drowning flailing your arms out, fearful and frantic and black waves are curling and pounding down onto your head somewhere in the Atlantic through the fathoms below you a shadow is gliding up towards you with singular purpose and hundreds of thousands of gallons of ocean froth and foam as it breaks the surface its black eyes find you almost at once you can't hide, swim away or take air into your lungs to scream for help that won't come and oftentimes I am awoken at three in the morning by screams in the attic I'll run upstairs, wrench the door open call out a warning (and try not to sound panicked) but my hammering heart hears the voices of spirits that tempt us, the scorn that they've spoken I'll remember the sad frightened noises of an old friend who dreamt once of storms on the ocean and black eyes looking up from below
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Julia 03:45
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Sunken City 04:08
there's a hole in the barbed wire fence by the bench where we first met it's big enough to fit a person if you squeeze if you don't mind a couple scrapes you could escape, you could come with me but you've got to crawl through on your hands and knees last night lightning hit the shed, knocked the generators dead stick close to the walls, keep out of sight we haven't got too long before the floodlights come back on; we're going to make a break for it tonight once you're past, there's no path, just head straight for the coastline 'till the ground beneath your feet gives way to cracked up concrete pulverized by the ocean's crashing tides I'd really like to take you there someday back before your life began, this was interstate 110 connecting city suburbs one by one until an earthquake from the depths dragged it down with all the rest leaving all of our accomplishments undone it's almost eighty miles long, a relic of a world long gone it's a sign and it serves to remind that California is crumbling into the ocean it's just doing it one piece at a time there's no metropolis out there. just dirt and dusty air but I swear I see a city inside of you your face is like a skyline. your hair, a thatch power lines and your mouth is Mulholland Ave. and if somehow we survive when the trebuchets subside I will teach you every hymn this world forgot and we'll sing propaganda songs of wars we don't remember God free me from the burden of my thoughts
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Epilogue 02:53
so should we doubt the sun's existence when it's tucked away at night? making fable of all fact that isn't right before our eyes in the morning when we wake up will we fear the sun's first light? saying "how could we have known without some kind of warning sign?"

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Five songs to be played around sunset.

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released September 22, 2013

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David Wirsig New Haven, Connecticut

Over the past ten years, David Wirsig has built a library of releases exploring themes such as religious dogma, life after the apocalypse, and what lies at the bottom of the ocean. His songs have been featured on multiple podcasts and radio programs, including "Welcome to Night Vale" and CBC Radio. ... more

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