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Magnificat

from Pretender by Young Weather

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What dread must kings receive
From your globed stomach, ripe with promise?
That the future will lie with the least of these,
And bear children who’ve no lust for their products

How did you survive the holiness of your friends
Who, no doubt, sighed relief at your trip?
While you dragged your belly to David’s town,
They could finally get on with suckling the law.

We've no memory for this unremembered song:
Lost stars to the gravity of men
He's planted the ages in wombs disgraced,
Where the powerful are turned to dry seed:

Employees now to the winds they always just watched;
Sold by the things they have always just bought.

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from Pretender, released January 8, 2021

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Young Weather Atlanta, Georgia

Young Weather is the project of Dustin Ragland & various collaborators in both studio and live settings through the years. Wrapping ambient electronic sound with a meter-hopping acoustic rhythm section - all around allusion-heavy lyricism.

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