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12 Let it All Fall Away

from Raw Story by Plucky Walker

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I wake late/ in the afternoon/ and play spoons
Into a bowl filled with oat milk and spilt Os
When it hits home, panic/ a fit with spit blown
Her message’s been rattling my phone/ spelling I’m late

I pull on some drawers/ splash on my face, and then escape
Through the barred doors/ hop in a car with scarred floors
And put on a tape—maybe that latest Utility Fog/
Maybe that Finale dub from 2008/ now we’re on our way

Look out the window/ watch the tenements slide by
The tenants mute/ the symptoms of drive by
The boarded facades—the gutted houses hidden from God
And underneath it all—a sense of the deepening fall

We slide/ past the derelict blocks and then we stop,
At a house of cards/ calling her name/ she’s in the yard
with her shoulders out/ I’m swallowing hard,
Girl—get in the car, we’re headed down to the reservoir

Take me to the water’s edge/ watershed/ shedding
The grit of the city/ skinny dipping/ bodies get waterfed
Just float/ let it all fall away/ Wade into the reservoir/
Shake it off/and we’ll call it a day

Follow your bobbing head out to the island
The sun is swallowing the sky/ your laughter like a siren
Pealing off of the trees and boulders/ spilling over me
Indigo water holding me tight/ just like a cloverleaf

Light/ tickles across the water/ skips like a stone
Until it sinks and we slip out for home/ follow behind you
Find a door in the gathering fog/ in the lathery dark,
Laughing in starts, blind/ we feel our way back to the car

Back in the center city/ cigarettes litter the curb
The club’s aglitter and I’m flipping legitimate swerve
Outside just spitting/ then head in for a spin and a serve,
Sit for a gin and a word/ spilling back onto the curb

The stars are far away, and God’s on holiday,
There’s nothing shining in the sky besides the color grey
I wanna call you up right now and hear the water play
Across your tongue, pick me up Sunday/ it’s time to escape

Take me to the water’s edge/ watershed/ shedding
The grit of the city/ skinny dipping/ bodies get waterfed
Just float/ let it all fall away/ Wade into the reservoir/
Shake it off/and we’ll call it a day

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from Raw Story, track released August 18, 2010
Beat interpolates music by Beach House. All vocals by Plucky Walker.

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Plucky Walker Asheville, North Carolina

Plucky Walker is a lost island of rap, a freestyle savant whose hunger for improvisation and contrary disposition has led to a bitter lack of recorded output. A sworn enemy of swag, focused on vibrant storytelling
and armed with a dizzying array of styles, his story is one rife with near-death experience, drug abuse, larceny, heartbreak and incarceration. In many ways, the story of rap itself.
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