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Little Relics, Clumsy Poems

from The B​.​C. EP by Blast Choir

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wave after wave, day after day
cycling through the same dark space
you reach a breaking point
but there’s no point now in taking breaks
little relics, clumsy poems
some things that meant something
you wonder aloud
“Am I allowed?”

lead me home, lead me home
lead me home, lead me home

in a car outside, idling high
with a boy who learned wrong from right
you’re suddenly alone
like a witness, or a passerby
silly dreams, now so they seem
sepia-stained, irreverent and mean
everybody moves on

lead me home, lead me home
lead me home, lead me home
lead me home, lead me home
and I promise I will fight the urge to run away again
I promise I will fight the urge to run away again

God bless his precious life, three kids and a gorgeous wife

lead me home, lead me home
lead me home, lead me home
lead me home, lead me home
and I promise I will fight the urge to run away again
I promise I will fight the urge to run away again

God bless his precious life, three kids and a gorgeous wife
everybody moves on, everybody moves on

everybody moves on, everybody moves on

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from The B​.​C. EP, released January 17, 2022
words and music by Jeffrey C. Capps
Capps: guitar, vocals
Houchins-Witt: bass
BB: timekeeping

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"They say they wanna sound more punk, or like Superchunk, Husker Du, Lucero, 'Overpowered by Funk.' They let the legend grow, 'cuz you gotta let the legend grow."

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