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The 14th Floor

from In the Garden of Panopticon by BAAN

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There is a door
On the fourteenth floor
Used to be for everyone
But not any more
The keeper keeps me safe
That was the prayer
But all the layers of paper
Sticking down the hinges
Keeps us on the fringes
Now no-one gets in
Only the ones who already did
I couldn’t go, I was just a kid

The body in the car park
How we laughed at her
Playing at being the shark
When all the time she was drowning
Back to the doors again, again, again, again
Did she leave the lights on?
Back around the car, her refrain
Is the engine still running
Silently in another dimension?
Will she ever get to work
Smeared out over now
Never gathering herself

It’s them
We tell ourselves
Can’t be us
We tell ourselves
So, buy us back
Sell us out
And buy us back
Yeah, sell us out
And buy us back

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from In the Garden of Panopticon, released July 21, 2019

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Like all musicians I wished I had the same number of limbs as an octopus. My wish was granted, but not in the way I had hoped for. My cephalopod partner is an enthusiastic volunteer from the worldwide animal charity Save Humans From Themselves. We share a special kind of love. ... more

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