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At the edge of the forest
The last piles of snow
Broke into tiny rivers
From the grip of the cold
Her hand soft and warm
She rubbed on my cheek
Our eyes met in silence
We'd no need to speak
Our eyes met in silence
We'd no need to speak.

We lay on our backs
With our shirts in the mud
Through the freshly-leaved trees
Watched the sinking spring sun
Our lips locked in an innocent
And childish love
That freed us from fear
And it freed us from want
It freed us from fear
And it freed us from want.

When the sun sank beneath
The curve of the Earth
The golden prairie grass was no different than the dirt
My eyes opened up
As our lips pulled apart
And I was alone
And cold in the dark
And I was alone
And cold in the dark.

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from We were Beautiful in August, released October 27, 2023

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Elmer and the Ceramic Trees Janesville, Wisconsin

Conceived in the summer of 2012 by Janesville, Wisconsin singer-songwriter Robbie Haas, Elmer and the Ceramic Trees blend the lush melodies of bands like The Beatles and Big Star with the doom-and-gloom pop of The Cure and Echo and The Bunny Men, the driving rhythms of New Order, and the big choruses of Bowie and Arcade Fire to form a style of indie pop that is at once harrowing and gorgeous. ... more

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