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Shoulders

by Catherine Harris

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1.
Shoulders 03:34
I've been keeping you in a mason jar Full of milk and smeared with tar And in the winter you seep out settling into your scar you're so cold and i've been just shoulders for so long you're so cold and i've been just shoulders for so long you're so cold and i've been just shoulders for so long You pull your feathers one, by one Your throat all bloated voice withdrawn And soon each and all of your tethered body parts are gone you're so whole and i've been just shoulders for so long you're so whole and i've been just shoulders for so long you're so whole and i've been just shoulders for so long You've become a lump of moulded clay Folded to keep the ghosts at bay For all the times you've been called hollow, in more than one way. you're so whole and i've been just shoulders for so long you're so whole and i've been just shoulders for so long you're so whole and i've been just shoulders for so long You've been tarred and feathered You're broken and you're weathered Your pipes are dusty clay white and hollow veins
2.
Sinews 02:54
you taste of sweat and milk, And your girlfriend cuts your hair She says your eyes are like silk You're shining white in the dark, You're getting blood in the bath. Sarah says she'll hold you like honey Sarah says she'll fold you in the dark Sarah clasps your clammy hand and whispers in your ear that it's not real That you can feel You can feel the steel slipping over and under you, gears wrench your fingers and sunder you. wallets and damp clothes and cold rubber circles don't phase you they embrace you and every tendon and ligament you are. Your hairline's delicate, And your jawline is indiscrete. your basal metabolic rate, has slown to a crawl, you're not born. You're getting wet in the dark, You're leaking blood in the bath. You can feel the steel slipping over and under you, gears wrench your fingers and sunder you. wallets and damp clothes and cold rubber circles don't phase you they embrace you and every tendon and ligament you are.
3.
Linings 02:07
There's bits of your womb on the bathroom carpet, We didn't want carpet at all, As evidence goes it's a timely reminder, That nothing we want comes to fore. This little thing growing, This little thing floating, In the space between nothing and life, The wall and the lining, The silence and pining, The yearning for something to bear You let me be your future tense, Become your northern hemisphere, There are trees in the woods, there is milk in the blood There is nothing to indicate more This little thing growing, This little thing floating, In the space between nothing and life, The wall and the lining, The silence and pining, The yearning for something to bear And arms flung wide, we'll run into the tide. And arms flung wide, we'll run into the tide. Arms flung wide, we'll swim against the tide. and there'll be marrow, floating in the water

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The first EP from Catherine Harris is a collection of songs written and recorded during a cold February in a small bedroom in Lincolnshire.

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released March 16, 2011

Album Art by Eleanor Doughty at www.eleanordoughty.com

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