Ten years since the Springtime of Broken Chairs, ten whole years. So unbelievable. I never thought I'd ever get out of that place, and sure I've gone back a few times, but there is no arguing about ten years, no one thought that was possible and I was definitely one of them. Sam Coomes on roxicord, so excellent. He lasted too, I just saw him play a few weeks ago. I get chills again listening to this.

Broken Chairs your body conforms to
Out beyond the quieted garden
You can bring the man form into trust
Through the holes in my everyday-ness
Lends sustenance
Where starvation's necessary
Cause my head's a dictionary
Of long spring days and the speech of crows
Who themselves are mirrors of apprehension
In the fallen sun

Where starvation's necessary
Cause my head's a dictionary
Of long spring days and the speech of crows
Who themselves are mirrors of apprehension
In the fallen sun

Well alright
You can make it stay

Well alright
Well alright
Well alright
You can make it stay

Well alright
Alright
Alright
Alright.