The Ballad of a Mix Tape Lyrics

And as we read, the world written in red
Luminous language and what was said
Our future's terminal and anything good will doWe will do it today and then throw it awayAnd these are the records
These are the friends
These are the monuments
Dreams never end
Fans and scrappy cassette sounds
Pagan ampex spectral clouds
Something is missing
Something is missingUnwilling to bend our knees
But willing to burst into flame
In Washington state or Newcross Gate
Always remember the failures
Always remember and tell us when you do
Tell us when you doA stereo's as cheap as it takes
Our bookshelves full of mixtapes
Of punk and soul and damaged rock 'n roll
The Go-Betweens and Supremes

And the Chills and the DillsSomething is missing
Something is missing
Remember the lost bands that never had a hope
Checks and Credits by Toulouse
It was scratchy, it was great
Unseen history of these bands
Like a building built on fertile land
But I own that fanzine and the 45s
And I promise not to let them dieAnd in the skin of the world
We're like a heartbeat
Our rotten teeth like cobblestones
In the pathway of forgotten things
Haunted all our favorite bars
And nurtured hard our daydream scarsSomething is missing
Something is missingChange of river, running back to the sea
Detour this to the heart of the dream
Thank you, that guitar (?) to words
Amplify tears and rusty badges
Fingerprint photograph smudgesOur mixtapes are memories for unseen histories
And mixtapes are memories for unseen histories
What means the most to you, it means the most to me
What means the most to you, it means so much to meAnd something is missing
Something is missingI put my tongue in my mouth
A bit of black tooth comes out
This happens monthly
Rotten footsteps to goodbyeWe found this out in the underground
And we felt so proud to be on the groundAnd something is missing
And something is missing
And something is missing
And something is gone
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