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The Lands of Your Hands

from Broken Ladder by Young Weather

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All our friends in the fable
A parliament of words
A station light at the table
You were all I heard

We wake up drowning in conation
From the time that's still un-hewn
Where memory scrawls into notation
Of the time we yield under the moon

Holding our strings up to the other
Measuring the credible
Hoping my words are still a murmur
A filament that's bondable

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from Broken Ladder, released August 5, 2022

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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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