i am talking to the patient, and the patient is mute.
i will bring her ageing magazines and the latest from you.
crunch of gravel in the driveway says you've come back home;
a little distant and lazy; off somewhere we can't go.
i am talking to the patient; she responds in monotone.
a simple yes or no just so I can tell the kids back home.
flash of lights in the front room, back and forth you go.
through fingernails and through phone calls, surrounded and alone
"there is nothing wrong with you,
you are free to go.
there is nothing wrong with you,
you are free to go."
William Ryan Fritch's enthralling, doomy new CD comes housed in a gorgeous, panoramic gatefold sleeve with bewitching original artwork. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2016