Each And Every

from by The Autumn Isles

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The rain’s fine the problem isn't hard to find, the relegated voices at your door. A flint a thought, a crying child distraught a peaceful man’s retort and on we climb.

And each and every nightmare, approximations of seeds I never should have sown, I’m sifting through the bones, on the pass to somewhere I can’t define
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The blade’s fine for cutting through the choking vines the relegated forces at your shores. A fist a knife a pulmonary lung device, the cradles warm tonight and on we climb.

And each and every nightmare, approximations of seeds I never should have sown, I’m sifting through the bones, on the pass to somewhere I can’t define.

Tearing at the heart of indignation, frozen, striking fires tonight.
The rain’s fine the problem isn't hard to find, the relegated forces at your shores.

And each and every nightmare, approximations of seeds I never should have sown, I’m sifting through the bones, on the pass to somewhere I can’t, no way I can define.

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from A Bird Called Cognition, released August 15, 2014

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The Autumn Isles Perth, Australia

The Autumn Isles are a long standing contributor to Perth music scene, with two well-crafted EP’s and a much loved debut album. they're now onto their second full-length album, the band are building an impressive catalogue of material, reminiscent of the timeless pop music that continues to influence and inspire them. ... more

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