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Invasion

from The Crenshaw by The Crenshaw

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Don't be alarmed
These stories are just ideas
And you can rest assured
Should occur either one,
There's nothing to be done

We cast a net into the sky
Made of satellites flying near the speed of light
Our childish cry into the unknown
Didn't go too long unnoticed

Come back to my hotel
Cause I'm fresh out of nothing

Suffering an age of dire need
Rare commodities exhausted there on planet greed
We came in search, indeed, and found
And when our giant needle touched down
It broadcast on all frequencies this sound

Come back to my hotel
Cause I'm fresh out of nothing

Tiny fingers probe easily through my frontal lobe
Hungrily
Exhausted their supply on planet greed

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from The Crenshaw, released October 15, 2016

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The Crenshaw Portland, Oregon

songs by
Andrew Jones (voice, upright bass and programming)
featuring-
Christopher Johnedis (drums and triggers)

This project is where my scatter-brained poetry finds a musical home. Thank you for listening.
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