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Rayleigh

from EP by Civil

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lyrics

Boards up in the house of structure,
Where these words will surely never reach her.
Shame is seeping right on through them.
Unlike the light at your doors/windows awaiting refraction.

In the neighbourbood of her eyes gone are the photons once opportune.
They left six years ago,

When they scattered her brain,
With what they wanted her to do.
She would have to figure out,
What really gives the sky it's hue.

It's when this magic spills,
From the canvas to the textbook the song becomes contrived.
It's when this magic spills,
One might want to call it rain, it's just lies from the textbook,
the song's become contrived.

credits

from EP, track released June 26, 2012
Produced By: Jacob Hrajnik

Chris Harry - Drums, Vox, Synth
Angelo Gambatesa - Guitar, Vox
Jacob Hrajnik - Guitar, Bass, Vox, Synth

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Civil Toronto, Ontario

In the beginning, there was Craigslist. And born out of Craigslist were drug deals, which paved the way for coffee houses & music shops. People were meeting up, and shaking hands. They took those hands and gave them tools. The tools made sound and all was Pho. ... more

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