Shark shark is one of Theo Hilton's bands. Mississippi Swells Listen to the song here: https://sharkshark1.bandcamp.com/track/mississippi-swells Mississippi swells I know ever drawing lines to another time to the sirens of Chicago or Memphis's eerie glow not quite cause he chosen so But if dreams were drawn to drown in such a small town so your instincts made you go you reflect on things you now know Like how Cindy said it all seems the same imbedded in patterns you don't notice features out of focus its a shame the flashlight just falls in the direction your headed you just knew there's nothing to gain no measure of light among the sightless immobilized and righteous it was pain so you pointed your beam in the direction of anywhere and though urbanity is not without its flaws You found the time and space you need to sharpen your claws and hone your eyesight on the skeletons upon which all your little interactions carry on those that are visible and not metaphysical and not the anatomy of everything So when I got to your city it was summer, it was pretty and we walked around because we had the time And you remarked on all the places that you hadn't seen in ages disconnected from the metro city lines and on the closed doors of the fire station testament to force displacement shocked me so to see it from the ground what seems to functional from great heights looking down but cities observed from planes at some point so deceptively all start to look the same you get distracted by the light below the clouds That seems to shine on through the night you know and how it seems so little to someone feel the brightness of the sun only skyscrapers shine the tallest buildings do define [Trumpet Solo] And in letters now you wonder in the lights your living under and the vantage points you get to even come upon you dream in transportation infrastructures the bus station and the blocks between the shops light's flicker on and off and on and my imagination to travels those streets thinking of places and the people that we meet and conversations with strangers on bus seats like you and Arthur on the 28 45 fading flip side of the day and saying oh and its magical and cool a place where cities and star-scapes collide I think of the people alive and awake on magnolia street side the living room lamps and the headlights of cars are like fireflies in the night sky