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The Typewriter clicks

The photograph is fading
You can't quite see my face
Just a body taking space
And something is missing
But you can't quite put your finger on it.

Carriage returns,
Rewind
Do it over again

This photograph is fading
And you can't make out her face
She sits quiet, mourning dressed
In the offing of your senses

This photograph is faded
You can't make out our faces
Just two objects on your desk
Some thing is missing
But you can't quite put your finger on it.

But I kept your keys,
I kept your picture,
And I keep going back to
That room you locked behind you.
And the Typewriter clicks
But the roll is empty

So I'll write it in dust
I'll mark the spot of a small grave.

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from Russell White Demo Recordings, released July 29, 2015

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Lost Blood Vancouver, British Columbia

Andrew
Daniel
Hieg
Ricky
Sean

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