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Panorama

from The Carousel Room by Clidesfeld

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The line, the line,
The fine line.
I finally see the line.
So closely related, so separated.
The line means,
What does this mean?
Everything and nothing.
Everything is nothing.

Panorama.
Built inside of my head.
Built in spite of me
Built in time.

My head spins,
I pinch a sight on the line.
I pinch it again.
I’m back where I started.
This line, so dark.
My head spins, I can’t see
The line.

The line, the line,
This fine line.
I see it now.
I see that all
Your false highs, your lows
Are predictable
Mine cross over,
Where’s the line? The line.

There is no line.
There is no fine line.

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from The Carousel Room, released May 5, 2010
Brandon Sullivan
- words, vocals, guitars, bass, drums, engineering, mixing

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Clidesfeld Minneapolis, Minnesota

Clidesfeld is a project by Brandon Patrick Sullivan. Largely characterized by distortion, tension, and reflection, Clidesfeld is inconsistent in tone and texture.

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