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On Sundays I sat close to Dad
Aftershave and starch
Perfuming the pews as we listened

Flipping through those thin-edged leaves
That held the word, the flesh
I guess
In the pews and we listened

And I knew the gentle pull of his arm around my shoulder
I knew the gentle pull of his arm around my shoulder
Holding me together, as if he knew the future

Sometimes I'd trace the lines
on his hand with the ring
Trapped
Inside the pew of his fingers.

(So damn confident that he believed)

And I knew the gentle pull of his arm around my shoulder
I knew the gentle pull of his arm around my shoulder
Holding me together, as if he knew the future
Knew how I would break--knew the bond he'd fake

His last business trip lingered on his lips:
A green vine blooming fast around his neck

And I was blind; we were blind

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from The Basement EP, released October 21, 2020
Lyrics adapted from poetry by Parker Hunt.

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Ben Nelson Winston Salem, North Carolina

Ben Nelson dabbles in multiple instruments, including guitar, brass, and keyboards. Based in his basement in Winston Salem, NC.

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