from s​ɛ​ks​ɪ​ŋ by Like Junk



She lived atop the moon
Dreamed of the sun
In a tower of disbelief
She had to reach too far
Slept alone in her dreams at night
Soon they took the day
It’s easier to track a barnacle goose
Than to follow your heart

A phish can’t whistle and neither can I
She found herself undone
Until a giant climbing down a stalk
Fell across her path
Robbed and battered, she returned his health
He returned her day
Gave her wings and a voice that could melt
All the blues away

And she said
“This is how we dance”
“This is how we fly”


from s​ɛ​ks​ɪ​ŋ, track released January 13, 2017


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Described as 'eccentric, eclectic, terrifying, enticing, melodramatic and ridiculously unique,' the trio have a reputation for moody, crazed and performative live shows.

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