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So I tried playing smtg for y’all, didn’t turn out like I wanted but I hope y’all are happy with it! Merry Christmas!
I got a half hour of relaxing practice in this morning before I decided to take advantage of the nice weather to start planting some artemisia, colocasia bulbs, and alyssum 🥰
Arthur’s Cello
Nora F.
Sonic dreamer, echo weaver
Walking for miles, no end in sight
Wonder Boy in worn-out sneakers
Shooting for the moon, such great heights
Can you hear it through the window
In Downtown Lofts and haunted discos
Spirit voices, Arthur’s cello
Like an echo…
Like an echo…
Staten Island midnight ferry
Riding whitecaps, cutting tapes
Wonder Boy, you left the prairie
Leaving echoes in your wake
Can you hear it through the window
In Downtown Lofts and haunted discos
Spirit voices, Arthur’s cello
Like an echo…
Like an echo…
And though I know you’re never coming back
I will never let you go
And though I know you’re never coming back
I still hear it, Arthur’s cello
Through my speakers
Like an echo…
Like an echo…
Like an echo……
—For Arthur Russell