from_such_great_heights raze i thought you were a link. you were not. now you are. you are also a song, but you were that before. 131126 ... raze we used to play a version of this together. there was room enough for me to stretch out with some slow-motion ragtime piano stabs, and time enough for him to get lost in the long vowels of his own voice. each time he sang, "come down now," it felt like something was being healed, when really we were only holding together what was left between us long enough to believe there was something worth saving. 210831 ... unhinged to an unrecognizable splat 210901 what's it to you? who go blather from