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You, my cartographer
Mapped every line on these hands
But you no longer recognize
The shifting borders that define them

You, my forager
Gathered every word I ever spoke to you
And stowed in your archive mind
In files and folders, now broken into

When your song turns to sigh,
asleep in your half-dream state
I find you walking till you’ve blistered both your feet
Talking in memories that fade every time you speak

And as your world pulls you inside
You paint a thin veil over your eyes
Your evidence burns and you turn away from me.

You, my wanderer
lost in terrain of my face
My cheeks became desert plains
My wrinkles rivers running through them

When your song turns to sigh,
awake in your half-dream state
I find you walking till you’ve blistered both your feet
Talking in memories that fade every time you speak

You, my cartographer
Mapped every line on these hands
But you no longer recognize
The steady landmarks that define them

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from Whom Thunder Hath Made Greater, released September 28, 2010

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Boreal Sons Calgary, Alberta

Cinematic and intimate with a distinct lyrical poetry, Boreal Sons drift between Sublime Art-Rock and Experimental Pop, as rippling backgrounds of scuzzy bass, intricate percussion, and whirring electronics ebb and flow in alluring instrumental arrangements - the voice of Evan Acheson a common thread running throughout, tying everything together. ... more

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