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  1. Clinic

From the recording Incantation

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Anna: vocals, rhodes, organ, organ bass, piano
Erik Blood: vocals
Matt Brown: drum loop, synth, electric and acoustic guitar, lap steel
Moises Padilla: shakers, tambourine

Lyrics

I can’t believe it’s only Monday and I’m already this way
hoping for cancelled appointments, I’ve got nothing to say
I used to think I’d make a difference, but their lives fall apart
With or without my counsel, and I’m losing heart

I have been in this business for a very long time
believing in the justice system and fighting crime
When you’re 20 you’re proud and hopeful to put the bad guys away
Now my hope is to make it a week & not tell a mother her son’s not coming home today

I broke off plans with my good friend, I wasn’t up for being out and about
I guess I’ve watched too much news this week, another psycho took himself out
and brought along his entire family into the arms of death
Where’s the cause for celebration, when devastation is all that is left?

I split up with Lance last week, I’m still in shock that I dropped him like that
All our friends were disappointed, they liked me better than his last boyfriend Jack
How I can explain the reasons when they don’t make any sense?
I grew up wanting marriage and family, the most we get is pretense. To pretend.

I feel like I am square peg and everything is round
If a tree falls in an empty forest, does it make any sound?
If my words have no one to hear them, do they even exist?
A world of seven billion people, what’s one person’s wish?

This is the existential crisis walk-in clinic
We’re not religious, magic, mythic, or into any gimmicks
Nothing makes sense and we agree, there’s rarely any justice
There is no word we need to spread and take your time to trust us
We’re not about a higher power, no plea to mystic forces
Just a place where you can take comfort in the warmth of human sources