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Written by Paul Conant.


Know the cephalized seeing
Smelling blood and wet lead
Hear the human foot stepping on the telluric head
Hear the leaves’ crackle, sounds just like the chewing of burnt bread
Beneath the microwave’s handle, that makes the door to our bed

And we’ll all fly
We’re winged souls and we’re tired of the floor
A pinwheel unceasing it’s cycle, and for
The bridging of light that hides all behind
All that we know and love, that bandages our lives

I wish I was medicine you would swallow and then
While perched on your bones I would hasten your mend
Re-attaching those feet which you no longer own
You would shine just like a diamond
And I would have a home

So hold me
Before you’re dead and old
The TV haunts me and it kills
And I feel strings attaching to my spine
They’re dragged by jets
They’re coming for our lives


from Fall of the Tin Can Empire, released August 25, 2012
Paul - Vocals, Acoustic guitar, Bouzouki, Drums
Sam - Vocals, Banjo, Bass
Amber - Vocals
Brit - Viola, Violin
Mark - Tenor Saxophone



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Fall of the Tin Can Empire

With an eclectic and unique sound, Fall of the Tin Can Empire takes folk music to another level but returns it to its pleasing sing-songy roots through songs that go from light to heavy, psychedelic to classical and grandiose to minimalist, making use of instruments like viola, accordion, banjo, and horns. Fronted by Paul Conant and Sam LeBeau. ... more

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