Both our hands connect in tandem; the listless interim pries apart our grip. All our ties - in tension - lie with watery contact; dreaming tethered to steadfast feeling. Tides will break, but regenerate, every lilting wash nears the brink of us. Rain falls sideways into our faces, but not one drop will matter; our love, no splash could shatter. As the sky surrounds the earth, with its omnipresent reach; there is no place that you could go that I could not breach. Bend your life, don't rest in mine. Break our ties. Undress. Unwind. Every time you go, I cry. Fuck that life. Retract. Unite.
from Photo of an Embryo,
released April 15, 2015
All written, performed, recorded and produced by Jonny Gleadell.