A Branch, a Bough

Chant! Chant! Chant! - Quicksand

Yeah, maybe I posted this in ye olden version of SERMONS!.

That’s the way it goes sometimes, when the sleep wasn’t good, the eyes like puffy fat orbs, the insistent piss of rain outside the window, and worst of all, the coffee cold and bitter. Yes, sometimes one has to repeat themselves to be heard above the din of the occasional crushing disappointment of modern life. Yes, it is like quicksand sometimes.

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Not into this song? Stick around for the next one, it may be what you didn’t know you needed! Remember, there are only two genres of music here at SERMONS!: good and bad, and I have too much to do to waste time on bad music.