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Microscopic Notion

from Lossless by Peril

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Dedicated completely to Tana French and her book "The Trespasser" which singularly inspired this song's lyrics

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When you graph the timeline of deception, you go
Through the front, around the back.
When you feel the sharp sting and constriction,
you scale over walls, covert attack.
Savage love and
some great reward
burn all your notes to ash.

As you hope for evermore and always, you know
you'd be grand yet all undone.
As you forge your pacts with dark crusaders, you weave
lies and truth until they're one.
Speck of nothing,
glinting rubble,
fate you can not outrun.

Pull into Comfort Harbor where the grey mist conceals her
Wrap yourself in faint hope holding a microscopic notion.
Come choose your own adventure where your eyes might mislead you,
reluctantly admitting "I have an addiction.”

She says if you drag your past
with you into present tense,
she says all you’re set to do is
doom your future.

After you have pulled back veils that glimmer, you meet
desperate disconnection.
After you have wept silent hot teardrops, you sit
through feelings with reflection.
Indignant and
deranged victim
of moral attrition.

Pull into Comfort Harbor where the grey mist conceals her.
Wrap yourself in faint hope holding a microscopic notion.
Come choose your own adventure where your eyes might mislead you,
reluctantly admitting "I have an addiction.”

credits

from Lossless, released August 2, 2017
Words + Music by Zoenda McIntosh

Jeremy Cohen: bass
Jonny Daly: guitar
Sheila Doyle: violin
Nancy Gardos: background vocals
Christo Harris: accordion
Owen Hodgson: flute, video edit
Tess Hoffman: synth kalimba
Jeff Jensen: background vocals
Peter Joseph McDade IV: drums
Zoenda McIntosh: vocals
Lee Wiggins: mix, synth pad, claves, cowbell, synth pad, shaker

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Peril Culver City, California

Do you like weird songs written on ukulele? Perhaps with bleeps and bloops and loops? Then you're in the right place. A man recently heard a song of mine and called it The Andrews Sisters-meets-They Might Be Giants, with swirling guitars. Another friend heard a song of mine and called it Modern Sons of The Pioneers. I've made songs deemed charming and lush. Sounds about right. ... more

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