Longshoremen & Their Rope Coils

--> Patter

In the west
On the crest of a wave
Like the spine of a monster

You will find yourself
A private hell
You will find yourself
A watery grave
You will find yourself
Unusually bloated

Call we Raps
I make maps
I know where the lines go

My heart is a sphere
I know you are near
By the sound of your latitudes
By the things that I hear


--> Longshoremen and their Rope Coils

Call me Slips
I sail ships
I know where the wind blows

My union is strong
We get along
As the red sun sets

We see all the things
That there are to see
In the wet & the dry
In the pirate free

If you try to reclaim
If you try to explain
What you stole for yourself
Will you end up the same? (x2)

My heart is a sphere
I know you are near
By the sound of your latitudes
By the things that I hear
credits

from a balm from tropical nature LP (2021), released June 24, 2021

https://fuguerscove1.bandcamp.com/track/longshoremen-their-rope-coils