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Last Transmission

from Crimson Static #4 by Julian Calendar

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I’m talking to whoever’s listening
It’s dark but I’m not just whistling
They don’t like the way we sound
When our ears are pressed to the ground
When the signals begin to make sense
When we’re sprinting to jump the fence
When the devils in pursuit are real
Wearing the faces of the ones we feel
When the data has all been tapped
And we’ve had our very last laugh

This is the last transmission

When they’re locked in and they’re getting near
And its our families we’re starting to fear
When the white vans keep circling the block
Leaving outlines marked in chalk
When the country is reciting the pledge
While we’re perched on the window ledge
Staring down into the alley below
And we can feel the vertigo

Say it with a whisper, not a shout
We need to find a way out

This is the last transmission

All our friends have fallen asleep
They go unconscious at the count of three
1 -2 -3, 3-2-1

There’s nothing more to be said
The language all in the red
The words are all spinning apart
Wheels flying off the Safeway cart
The end doesn’t make a sound
Babylon is coming down
The termination of the mission
This is the last transmission

Check the message on your phone
I don’t want to die alone

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from Crimson Static #4, released November 13, 2020
Jeff Jackson - Lyrics and vocals
Hannah Hundley - Vocals, chanting
Lee Herrera - Drums
Scott Thompson - Bass
Nelly Anderson - Static, radio noises, feedback
Jeremy Fisher - Guitars, shaker

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Julian Calendar Charlotte, North Carolina

Jeremy Fisher
Jeff Jackson
Hannah Hundley
Scott Thompson
Sean Robinson
Nelly Anderson

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