split 7 inch

I have records older than you

and less played

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some warped from that cruel orb

nemesis of icarus and first-pressings alike

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some pristine

purchased for sentiment

taunting me from within their cellophane prisons

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all reminders of when music meant more

than numbers on a balance sheet

or the soundtrack to a cola war

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the songs of joy

and teenage rebellion

lovingly pressed into permanence

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these are so much more

than the three chords screaming out of the grooves

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this is church

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no

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better

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this is paradise

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hello old friend

I’ll be playing you tonight…

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