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Fathoms

from Trihornasaurus by Kick Ptarmigan

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There’s a perfect place for me,
Between the photographs I keep.
And I can sink for fathoms,
And the rain sings me to sleep.
There’s a clutter of my habits,
So there’s clutter of my sheets,
But this strange sepia overcast
Calls a slumber fathoms deep.
And at the bottom,
Where I dream,
Where the streets and all the rooftops
Are pummelled clean,
Weighed down.
Weighed down.
Weighed down,
Like a blanket set to bury me.
There’s a perfect place for me,
Between the photographs I keep.
And I can sink for fathoms,
And the rain sings me to sleep.
And there’s sympathy in rest,
Weighs heavy on my chest.
The sun is setting, soaking through
The space for memories of you.
And at the bottom,
Where I dream,
Where the streets and all the rooftops
Are pummelled clean,
Weighed down.
Weighed down.
Weighed down,
Like a blanket set to bury me.
Weighed down.
Weighed down.
Weighed down.

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from Trihornasaurus, released September 27, 2011
MArtin Jenkins - Guitar/Vocals
Duncan Bell - Bass

Produced by Chris Hess

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Kick Ptarmigan Parry Sound

Kick Ptarmigan, having recently devoured local greats the Spins, are set to record their third album this year. They play a unique hybrid of hair metal and doo-wop that sounds suspiciously like indie folk/rock.

Comparisons to Leonard Cohen, Violent Femmes and the Barenaked Ladies have been met with confused stares.
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