This song was originally part of the “NIGHTLIGHTS I-III + TACOMA CENTER 1600” EP released to raise money for the Queer Undocumented Immigrant project. It is the only song recorded for the EP that did not make it onto the later released “Ursa Minor.”
Embedded in each story
A lapsarian distinction
An absolute, withholding "were" from "are"
A predetermined path from omnipresence to extinction
The lines we deftly draw connecting stars
Is it so wrong if I can no longer place
The features correctly together on my face?
I sent away so many ghosts out from my brain
These days they do descend in dreams to dance, it seems
We might just, could be friends again
In thanatotic threadbare
A hazy sunday morning
And I can’t concеive the circuits in my head
Disconnеcted at each molecule, hungover and unforming
A mist, I float among my unmade bed
But it’s only on some shaded degrees
That my synapses fire more efficiently
But it’s only on the sharpest of days
I can connect the dots between the things I see
And things I mean to say
I remain, skeptical
Nightlights III was written by Theo Hilton.
Nana Grizol released Nightlights III on Sat Feb 22 2014.