Grey Rose is a noise release in four parts from FRAYED, centred around the poem of the same name.

“Grey Rose.

I stood apart from the tulips in the sun/growing so tall/all of a sudden/as I smiled in the rain/so fleeting before sparkling scythes/cut me down.

I writhed in sodden attempts at speech/Soaking teardrops away from appearance/To beat prose and peer pressure/Clumsy/I dropped friends and attention/Like Gregory/So awkward/But without ever dancing on my back/In the end

Grey Rose.

I stole kisses and understanding/Stretched out on my tiny bed/Took them down to my level/And then hid my gaze in jest/I grew food on my face and squinted through aches and gnashed at bitter metal/To no effect

I was perpetually there/Court jester with an audience of thousands or tens/I courted and won/Only to turn and find/No-one

Metal, pus, glass and doubt/Melted down/Now thirty and rising/A warm bed and more rain at the window/Making history out of personal nothings/A life unfinished/A rose untended/In the damp

Grey Rose.”

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The album can be listened to and downloaded here