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you spent your first year gone inside electricity
flying through Mom, knocking her off her feet
what did you do to my throat?
whispering my name in my ear like a ghost

boys I can smell the salt
we must be so close
the fog in Port Orford
like a veil of smoke

age of action in a big red van
we couldn’t go any further west if we tried
I know I seem like I’m somewhere else
but you’re the only reason I’m left alive

the blood borders the flame
gasoline your hands soak and wring and shake
a desperate head with eyes erased
turned in you speak yourself goodbye reverberate

when I look into water I see God
if we’re made in your image then why not

small rewards for staying alive
faders & peace. Flint in their teeth
I’ve spent thousands of hours of this life of mine
in dresses in my sleep

it’s been ten years since I've seen you
now you’re younger than me, you couldn't understand why
why I had taken so long to come visit
you didn’t know you’d died

the sky wisps underneath itself
small voices out the window
pizza and beer on the lawn
I wanna be a mom

I always dreamed of dying by the ocean
in the grass by the edge of a cliff
sit with the clear blue sky
take my dose and sink

when you are alone
when you are in pain
you can hear me in the wind
you can feel me in the rain

Dad slept right by your crib
little lungs wheezing out and in
she walked on water that Wednesday
I held her foot until we flooded the stage

this is where we sat and watched
as the thunderstorm rolled in
but you were alone
yeah I was alone
and maybe that’s the only way I could ever be happy

I’m not here. Everything is a dream. The present doesn’t exist. I don’t recognize my hands, legs, face, or voice as my own. My vision is blurry. I don’t hear or see things normally. Everything is hazy. I blank out. I’m not here. I blank out. I’m not here.

serving size fireball in the dirt outside the church.
when you kill the rabbit you become the curse.
I wanna leave but I can’t god dammit.
he takes off my clothes and tells me it’s magic.

at thirteen years, I could tell that you knew
is this the last time I’ll be seeing you?
I could feel the love in your eyes
I know it hurts. I want you to be alright

sweet angel, do you remember how you had to leave
the basement where you sank below my feet
the vomit and the pain and the shit on the bed
wherever you are now, I hope you can forget

my hands are dripping with empty answers
the summer after fell like a ransom
we’re all so lonesome in your kingdom
I can’t feel anything

when you are alone
when you are in pain
I can hear you in the wind
I can feel you in the rain

washed in golden light, I watch you
disappear down the storm drain
burn you away in the middle of your lake
damned to dream of your face


from The Ghosts Beneath Our Feet, track released August 8, 2022

Nora Nygard: Production / Recording / Mixing / Mastering / Songwriter / Composition / Cover Art / Photography / Vocals / Piano / Synthesizer

Blake Burbach: Bass Guitar

Robert Kramer: Synthesizer

Dr. Sonic: Recording / Transfer Tape to Digital

Taylor Stockert: Drums

The band recorded "Rain" live to 2" analog tape on the morning of 5 June 2011.

Transferred to digital on 25 October 2017.

The vocals were recorded 2 April 2022.

Mastered 7 April 2022.

Produced in the Vampire Castle by Nora Nygard.

Little Sisyphus | NN039


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Nora Nygard Saint Paul, Minnesota

I've always been searching. Drumming in punk bands. Singing into a cassette mic alone. Trans angst, alienation, going on the road. Synthesis, tape, poetry. Two failed tours, two failed degrees. Reclaiming my voice from the choir, reshaping my voice after punk rock. Years of isolation, hormone therapy, production studies, and hundreds of releases with various projects. ... more

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