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Tendrils

from Found Ourselves by Joe Adhemar

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I seem to be obsessed with the analogy of the decline of the Roman Empire in a couple of my songs. This one has a more optimistic sensibility to it

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This language is designed - It zooms through the ether
And no time for the earnest kind

It is guilty and we are lost

The deck of this cruise ship is glinting in the frost
These glimpses of their gamma rays

Their Rome is collapsing from the anger of the slaves
Floating villages avoid the throng

This quartet of commoners just get told to play the song

We’re the snowflakes in the sand that have melted by your hand
Coliseums start to fall these sorry Romans that own it all
We’re the snowflakes avert your gaze

We have melted in your haze

Your Rome is falling into the sand

We’re the tendrils from the land

They’re shuddering in their getaways

The Rome that’s collapsing from the anger of the slaves
The avoidance of all the doubt

Whilst their money lies idle in a vault we’ll empty out

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from Found Ourselves, released January 28, 2021

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Joe Adhemar London, UK

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