From Jack Hotel's sophomore release, Voices from the Moon, out 5/13/2016 on Sower Records.

Hattie Barlow

Real Love Baby

Hold on, I should say, all the things that I should say
What if just this once you didn't
The only good in all the riddance

Bridge and tunnel vision
You expect to be forgiven
Because you called a spade a heart
And I called a heart a fingernail
Or some outlying part

Give me the single reason 
That the gates of hell are freezing
Sure, that one's nice; could we do more concise?

All of history bends
Through a busted, rosy lens
It looked just like me and friends
It looked quite like an after-world
That's just inheritance

But I can't forget your patches
Or the half-embarrassed dances
An acid-eaten film reel lost to time

You thought they'd be the climax
Not a yet-to-be-had flashback
Four, eight, twelve, I'll stop there, down the line

I failed to imagine
Silly boy, guilty bastard
And I came to in a queue of liker minds

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