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ghost inventory: false memoir

by fuguers cove

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ghost asylum 02:08
> ghost asylum < cigarette schemes heard it once before in doerhoefer park by the big brown door the boy in a poncho with teeth like a shark asked for a light i hadn't a light afraid to be wrong afraid of a fight bringing honesty when you lay on the floor bringing honesty when you open the door it's a ghost asylum it's a ghost asylum it's a ghost asylum
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> cinnamon trees < one of these days, i'll get in a boat a nd sail away i'll slip on the stones, the elephant bones, i'll come to the shore what we seek is what we seek is i'll claw through the leaves, the cinnamon trees to whisper your name i went for the neck, i went for the heart the day before lent what we seek is what we seek is what we seek is sorrow one of these days, i'll get in a boat and sail away i'll claw through the leaves, the cinnamon trees to whisper your name i wish you could smell the cinnamon trees when all this is through
3.
gust 02:39
> gust < was a gust of wind and it blew me off like a snowflake what the fuck all we want is all we love all we want is all we hate all we know is all we know took my hat to the hills so I swallowed my pills got the drift got the whiffa be back in a jif all we know is all we know
4.
grievers 01:25
> grievers < Wind fire day Snow fire night All alone In the shed With the harshest light Grieve the seed In the husked & swollen vine Ghost on my mind Ghost on the mend Ghost in the heart's asylum W here we play pretend
5.
indigo witch 02:18
> indigo dreams < Hey hey where you goin? I'm all out of stars The dust and the weeds Are a stones throw A million miles . . . away from love Indigo dreams In the ditch Long lost love For the wanderlust witch Indigo dreams & a life on the lam American schemes & american scams
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vampires 03:10
> vampires < i got lost in the jungle i had to bungle my way through the weeds then I found a lover we bumbled together propped up our misdeeds through green dripping meadows and vine-ravaged temples we planted our seeds we sorted our sorrows forgot our tomorrows and drafted a screed these were the golden hours of the golden days when the sun came up and never went away these were the green light mornings when we held the vampires of time at bay
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> digging george winston < Who are we? When the lights are out N ight scrapes at the door W ho are we? With our minds blown out And our hearts on the floor Digging George Winston aaAnd the Third World War
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> soda water waltz alt. 1 < He ad to Tucson for a holiday Heal our hearts & drink the blues away Time to go & test our sorrow There is no life past tomorrow Time we take is time we borrow But our love will stay

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these are all previously released songs that have been remastered & repurposed for a hybrid art exhibit titled "ghost inventory: false memoir." if you pay a buck you get the songs + a zine that serves as false memoir.

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released March 23, 2022

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fuguers cove Albuquerque, New Mexico

fuguers cove is lo-fi one-man bedroom garage rock. We are always working on our next ten albums.

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