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Channeling mid-90s R.E.M.

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I won’t say a word, won’t breathe your name
Just go, salt-burnt and nicotine-stained
Let’s get out of this gray place, get somewhere bright and hard
I want to cauterize the wound with asphalt and tar
It doesn’t help. Whatever’s here, this isn’t my frontier.
It’s a shimmering mirage that never comes near
And we’re dying, dying, dying, dying, dying out here anyway
We’re dying, dying, dying, dying, dying for it every day

Give me thin air and an altitude bleed
Let the ink seep out in shining beads
Give me cactus spines, tombstones, Kit Carson led the way
Give me exit ramps and tweed amps and photogenic decay

It doesn’t help. Whatever’s here, this isn’t my frontier.
It’s a shimmering mirage that never comes near
And we’re dying, dying, dying, dying, dying out here anyway
We’re dying, dying, dying, dying, dying for it every day

Give me a vast nothing, high-beam emptiness
Give me a raw-scraped despair, a half-baked second guess
Give me the end of the dirt road, last known address
Give me less, give me less, give me less, give me less, give me less

It doesn’t help. Whatever’s here, this isn’t my frontier.
It’s a shimmering mirage that never comes near
And we’re dying, dying, dying, dying, dying out here anyway
We’re dying, dying, dying, dying, dying for it every day

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from The Quarantine Tapes, released April 13, 2020
Written and performed by Liz Bagby

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Liz + the Baguettes Chicago, Illinois

Indie rock + alt-country + post-punk = post-country. At least that's what we tell ourselves.

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