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Remember Christmas 2004
how ice hung heavy on the pines
pulling their fragile crowns
in graceful arcs toward the ground
and me, my furnace broke that year
or probably the year before
and I slept like a drifter
in a sleeping bag and my clothes.
My brother came to visit, said
"Nobody should be alone on Christmas"
we found the only open restaurant in town
then he and I and our case of beer
settled into our routine
the night is long and I am so small

Remember that old husky mix of mine
how his mismatched eyes did shine
even as I saw my breath in the blue light of the morning
and chipped at the ice in the kitchen sink.
That dog's been dead for years
and I don't tell my kids how I used to live
our house is small and faded, but it's ours
sometimes they ask about
the years before they were born
the night is long and I am so small

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from Beyond the Ampwall / Ruin, released June 17, 2018

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c. hill Pittsboro, North Carolina

My name is Corbie, but I don't like playing solo under my name.

So when I do sad songwriter stuff, I use the name Land Is.

And when I do apocalyptic noise-pop, I use the name Battle Bridge.

And when I do freeform noise, I use the name peripherals.

It's unnecessarily complicated, I know.

If you wanna hear full-band stuff, look up Alpha Cop, Acid Cop and Where the Buffalo Roamed.
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