"Vox Humana" as written by and Josh Fauver Bradford Cox....
I haunted a basketmaker's shop.
Spending days ripping pictures from magazines, taping them to the walls of my prison.
I remember walking by the sand, each knob represented a different frequency range,
and I remember holding the hand of the skeleton prince and he swept me into his arms, and he, he had tremolo deep in the back of his black eye sockets, and he said,
"Do you want to come away with me into the pitch black pool?"
And I said, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know..."
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The wind ripped through the trees and all the stained-glass windows rattled.
I haunted a basketmaker's shop in 1927 -
And on the beach in the summer there were thunderstorms constantly, and they were unpredictable, nobody knew when they would come and nobody knew how long they'd last.
Sometimes they'd only last five minutes, and sometimes, weeks.
I haunted a basketmaker's shop because I had nowhere to go
(one long weekend)
Stained-glass windows turning off and on and the tremolo in the back dark corners,
cobwebs stripped, mildewed.
I remember acoustic guitars and bells, I remember the cathedral.
I remember cassettes, cathedral.
I remember cassette cathedral.
I remember cassette cathedral.


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    General CommentI feel his pain and fear when he says: I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
    P*on May 21, 2009   Link
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    My Opinionhaunted by memories that aren't real.
    "taping them to the walls of my prison"
    i remember this all too well.

    enchanting eerie vibe.
    this song is stellar.
    mambearon March 09, 2009   Link
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    General Commentthis song is too good to be true.
    NeonFlowon April 07, 2009   Link
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    General Commentand his uncertainty and desire
    P*on May 21, 2009   Link
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    My InterpretationFor some reason I feel like the speaker is trapped in some sort of afterlife. It's a dismal, empty, warped reflection of life. Some of the lyrics tell a coherent story or create a picture, but others are just fragments of thoughts. It also feels like the description of a dream in some respects.
    dnddmdbon November 22, 2015   Link

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