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Naptime at the Apollo

from Primal Gospel by Landon Echeverio

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Once "If" poisoned half the lot
Drowned-trust ricochet
Limbs of the leper beginning to rot
A fall from grace
Now we feign the taste
A fate to trace
Now we're face to face

And I tremble at your knees
While you eat out of my hands
Toward a misstep that I can't afford
Pregnant with a future that we can't abort

Once "How" sold his birthright
Crowned-lust giveaway
Limbs that can't fault my own find me flying
A hastened waste (running the clock)
Now we echo fates (walking the walk)
A faith to hate (trust is a sap)
Now we're face to face (or back to back)

And I tremble at your throne
While you eat like an agathist
Toward a mishap that I can't ignore
Pregnant with a longing that I can't abort

And I tremble at myself
While I drink the mirror again
Toward a mistrial I can't endure
Pregnant with a verdict that I can't abort

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from Primal Gospel, released November 22, 2013

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Landon Echeverio Portland, Oregon

Portland-based musician playing in the sandbox.

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