“Don’t you see the stars are flying
brightest just before the dying?
There begins a deeper mystery.
What becomes of all that light?
Soft explosions in the night,
The faintest of ideas occurs to me…”
-”The Everyday Parade,” on the soundtrack for “Harvest”
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