No Memory

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Sun pours in onto my face, casts shadows fine as lace
Through the ferns that line the window
I'm awake, warm and naked under sheets
Still clinging onto dreams, the softness of my pillow
I'm so confused, I'm not sure where I am
I dreamed I held his hand, I dreamed of summer sunlight
I try to think, we were at the bar for drinks
I think I drank too much, something doesn't feel right

No memory, can't process
My head is throbbing and my mouth is dry
A black hole between this morning and the bar last night
I don't even know whose bed I'm in
I feel ashamed of everything that I'm not even sure I did
Tangled hair and sticky skin
I begin to guess whose bed I'm in, I push it back, I hold it in

I get up, the room sways like a boat
Nausea rising in my throat, and the sunlight goes on shining
Pull on my dress, find my panties on the floor
Stumble to the door, with a sick familiar feeling
I know this house, I know this hall, I know these windows and these walls
I knew it all, I knew it all except one room here
I smell coffee, I hear plates, I know it's morning, but it's late
But no voices, it must just be us two here

No memory, can't process
I try to think of what I did and what I said last night
Was this all my fault?
I see her picture on the wall, I picture myself wrecking your home like a cannonball
Have I ruined it all?

You're frying bacon on the stove, wearing boxers full of holes
It feels domestic, it feels strange
A sound of thunder, a butterfly crushed between your hips and mine
And now the world is rearranged
I pretend this house is mine, she never was, this all is fine
Nothing happened, nothing bad
You turn around and bring me eggs, pour me coffee
And we don't say a single word

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from Message Received, released April 18, 2020

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Vowl Sounds Matlock, UK

Transatlantic dream-pop from Huan-Hua (Gentle Brontosaurus, Red Tape Diaries, TL;DR, Miscellaneous Owl) from Madison, Wisconsin, USA, and Tom Morton (Lardpony, Vom Vorton, Of Mice and Mental Arithmetic) from Matlock, UK

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