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Bakelite In The Moonlight

by Chris Page

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BAKELITE IN THE MOONLIGHT I don’t think I don’t feel right Double negatives on elusive dimes Bakelite in the moonlight There’s zero hope that I’ll find you here alive. I wised up, bought a truck, packed it in without warning. We messed up, batter up, gotta jet if you can’t be in tune. When we caught fire in the springtime Happiness was a cold, unconscious lie Now she’s as sweet as a firefly A sentimental fool from a lullaby I wised up, bought a truck, packed it in without warning. We messed up, batter up, gotta jet if you can’t be in tune.
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CONS AT THE NEW MOON I got my shin splints running On pavement in my Cons Can we cheat and lie together As hack poets fumbling on? Oh, I did your powdered room And oh, your potent lines in bloom Are exposing you. Your closed door, sweet breath offer Made sense, made perfect lines And the swell of revelation We'd never recognize Oh, I did your greasy spoon And oh, I waited at the Moon All that afternoon. I got my shin splints running On pavement in my Cons Can we cheat and lie together As hack poets fumbling on?

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released April 15, 2016

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Chris Page Ottawa, Ontario

Songwriting for indie garage bands Expanda Fuzz, The Stand GT, Camp Radio, and all these folk songs I strum quietly to myself, just below the din.

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