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Feverishly I stray on these pavements
a genuine way to not exist
and galaxies of something different
are rumbling in the chest.
Nevertheless I shout from this corner
to the orchestra of sleeping men
to those who possess the slightest shortfall
breathing oxygen.

Pathways I review
within these crowded avenues are turning me into
a wasteland.
Sunstruck and moonsick,
these golden climes are turning tricks,
I'm slowly sinking into
quicksand.

Feverishly the seconds stay far-flung
luring us all to stray again.
In this mastery I'm long gone
breathing oxygen.

Pathways I review
within these crowded avenues are turning me into
a wasteland.
Unended sentence
allow me the magnificence
to burst out of my room
at firsthand.

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from Straight Arcs EP, released November 11, 2011
Anja Lahrmann
Kristian Paulsen
Anders Bach

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Ice Cream Cathedral Denmark

Space pop from Copenhagen.
Ice Cream Cathedral steps out of the worlds of French 60’s pop, early 90’s shoegaze and new age.

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