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Control Burn

by Justin Lacy

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Iris, did you notice Ears sit slightly higher than our noses Holding up sunglasses over our eyes? We're so cool, you and I It was eternity Then something like eight minutes before you saw me Sunlight set across the solar system, Refracting in our eyes When those scathing notices of failure Pile up on your foyer table Dragging on the threads of space and time Throw all your change in a wishing well I wish you well Iris, just run ‘Cause, Iris, when the loan sharks bite, Man, they really gnaw and tear, Tear like wolverines Oh Iris, it's bloody But listen to these six strings And I hope you reminisce on those starlings Murmuring in neat clouds of harmony Little black birds billowing over Ohio highways When the voices join us Realize my best attempts at counterpoint Iris, remember dancing lakeside en point Pirouetting in the sand Arabesque, the strings sweep, A la cicada song in evening Oh Iris, I know it's cliché, But I hope it moves you anyway Throw all your change in a wishing well I wish you well Oh Iris, just run, run Run to the city with the old name, Run to the city with your new name Start the world over Oh Iris, just run, run Annihilate all that came before me Embrace the vast potential of the after And Iris, just run Save for the hum of a distant interstate Frogs reign for miles of empty space Floating in the midst of the lake in laughter, Joyous laughter As the bells chime in Firing on and off like fireflies Rising blinking lakeside Oh Iris, it was so far from Autumn When a single red leaf Fell from green canopy Oh the fern grows on the decaying tree And Iris, did you notice it was beautiful anyway? Did you notice it was beautiful anyway? Just run You always just run You always run
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Sealed 03:06
All my books and all their poems Cast like leaves and seeds in grass In monkey grass her photographs Cower in her aftermath Pick her up, let her go Let her leave on her own All those secrets hide in journals, hide in Dogwoods, dogwoods blossom out the spine I can see just fine All my shit strewn about the yard Since you stormed out my house it leans I secured the armoire But my things slide for the lawn, Through the hole where you ripped out a wall I since sealed the sides in vinyl What got out won't get in What got in won't get out now In ivy, English Ivy, keys of a Wreck piano chromatically climb Reaching kitchen calendar in leak Raindrops, swelling pages, swelling time It's twice a year from here to July And I have spent every dragging night of it Since you fell through my house it blooms Bugs erupt from the floorboards Up walls they crawl for the sun, Through the hole where you ripped out a sky I since sealed it all in jasmine What got out won't get in What got in won't get out now
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Wanderlust 04:44
Oh I sat through every season Browsing the same plasma screen My knees ached in atrophy Withered legs, Balding skull Crooked spine, And crooked bones Petty thieves Are all I found Quick-mouth tyrants With crooked crowns Oh I crossed over mountains Fell through the center of the world I arose through fields of lava Cooled in plains Where no tree grows Just verdant moss On crooked rocks The midnight sun Never rose Melting glaciers On crooked roads Oh I sought foreign lovers Foreign girls with foreign tongues They were all just method actors Every girl, Looks just the same When you're mere inches From her face Keep on searching All you'll find Are crooked halos On crooked brides Oh I'm self-centered and anointed Oh but I sure am self-verified Oh if you were hoping for someone selfless A privileged girl A privileged boy Let me know What you find For all my faults And crooked lines I just hope I didn’t waste your time
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Way out at sea Stars out-gleam your ceiling Stickers with your bedlight off Stars lose their sheen When we go to port, eight grain Silos flashing signals disrupt dark Every time we go to port You empty like semi-truck And I stale like spilt grain Dump the freight, ship it out They're tipping tractor trailers Like children's toys: Na Na, trailer-side down Dump the freight, ship it out Thanks for the lift, dear Up here in this elevator I see your taillights go Basking in your brilliance, I wallow in your afterglow With just your lips You sent a reel of perfect Colors, perfect patterns, spiraling 'round But colors fade, Engulfed in the grain, quicksand Sinking, slowly sinking, slowly down Another migrant worker drowned Walking down the corn grain Caught forty feet up a silo-grain tower "Come on up," the man said, "I got this goddamn psoriasis, I'm drunk and I'm violent, And I can't afford a cigarette. So come on up, come on up." When you take my hand Cusping my fingers I know I got it bad "Now come on up, come on up" It's rushing back Warmth through my heart-core I know you won't be back Still basking in your brilliance, I wallow in your afterglow Colors all colliding Turning like kaleidoscopes If they'd sing, they'd be like, "Na Na, Na Na, Na Na”
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Control Burn 00:40
Your street sprout a sapling Rooted in the sewer It won't sprout higher Than the lowest car tires Controlled by the fire (We grow when we burn)
10.
Weeds 03:41
Satellite, is it bright out there? Overgrown, in the tendrils of shade All your hair’s entangled In your kudzu crown It’s all vining and blooming Untamable And when we hit calm it was soaking in miles of moonlight Settled in orchards and vineyards in acres of rows And over all the fields Hung satellites Each inviting us to bathe And settle in the soil Over each, another moon That we couldn’t choose And when we hit love I just coddled and loved it away Settled and tied to a bed twin-sized alone Blindfolded By ambitious vine I heard awful laughter Felt their flashlights rise Seeking and destroying Untamable It’s a massacre of every hue A million moons remain to settle Over all the farms, and over all their fields A noxious weed remains to settle
11.
Longleaf 00:26
You're so sought after That rose in your hair I don't care where you're going But I need to know where
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Wear Me Out 02:16
Wear me out, Wear me down A life full of Sundays Walking through the pines Till I'm worn, wear me out Guide me past salt Atlantic dead things Lead me romping through the mud Forget our footprints fade in the wind-ripped sand shoreway Here we are, wear me out Wear me out Wear me down The rest of my Sundays Resting by your side If you're the one who wears me out
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Boy: What does the bird sound like? Girl: Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh? Boy: Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh

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released April 13, 2017

Produced by Justin Lacy and Dru Zucchino
Mixed by Dru Zucchino
Mastered by Carl Saff
Drums and guitars recorded by Trent Harrison at Hourglass Studios
Art and design by Jonathan Guggenheim and Justin Mitchner

All songs written by Justin Lacy © 2017

Justin Lacy: Vocals, Guitars, Roland D-50, Mandolins, Ukulele Bells and other synthesized sounds
Keith Butler Jr.: Drums and Percussion
Sam Candio: Bass
Christa Faison: Violins
Sean Thomas Gerard: Vocals, Organs, Wurlitzer, Celesta
Dylan Hefner: Cello
Nick Loeber: Bass
Sarah Royal: Vocals

“Control Burn” was funded in part by the Arts Council of Wilmington and New Hanover County

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