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This is the note I want to send you off on. Fight on!

Written early summer 1999, Mark D. and the drummer recorded in 2000, and I finished it in March 2014.

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A light dry streak on your eyelids
A low, dull throb in your ears
Your breath scrapes cool through a nasal tube
It feels ready

You put your weight on your shoulders
Bracing your arms on a wall
Power beads up in your chest
You feel ready

If it’s the last damn thing that you ever do
Something is going to get done; believe!
The lucky ones are those who fight
The lucky ones are those who persevere

I can see, I can see in that dried up husk
A spirit yearning caked with rust
Start sounding out that aching void
Echoes come back overjoyed

Equipped with a feeling of nausea
And some amazing stunts with a rope
Your eyes betray what you’d like to say
And the weird-ass things you hope
Making the scene a commotion
Acting out changes inside
Shake the dust from your filthy heart and be ready

credits

from The Sinking and the Aftermath (Songs From the Year 2000), released May 27, 2016
Mark: vocals, acoustic guitar, bass
Mark Doroba: electric guitars
David Thibodeau (probably): drums

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Mark Lint Madison, Wisconsin

Catchy, homespun tunes ranging in style from power pop to folk ballads to alt country, laced with a sense of the absurd.

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