The Paper Trees

by Silver Sircus

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Full length versions of The Paper Trees and Incarnadine can be found on the Silver Sircus double vinyl album Incarnadine.

Produced by Magoo & James Lees
Piano Recorded by Zander Hulme
Engineered & Mixed by Magoo
Assisted by Konstantine Kersting
Edit by James Lees
Mastered by Steve Smart, 301 Studios, Sydney

Recorded in Brisbane, Australia between December 2014 and February 2016 at Airlock Studios, Samford and The Mirror Shop, Fortitude Valley.

Lyrics by Lucinda Shaw
Music by Silver Sircus

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released September 12, 2016

Lucinda Shaw - vocals
James Lees – acoustic guitar, drums, piano, glockenspiel
Mark Angel – electric guitar
Salliana Campbell - violin, vocals
Terry Dixon - bass guitar
Fionn Ellwood - vocals
Wayne Jennings - cello, vocals
Parmis Rose - piano
Vanessa Tomlinson - percussion on Incarnadine

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Silver Sircus Brisbane, Australia

Silver SIrcus are led by vocalist/performer Lucinda Shaw and drummer/composer/producer James Lees. They are based in Brisbane, Australia and have been making music since 2008.

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Track Name: The Paper Trees [Edit]
THE PAPER TREES

The paper trees are hitching up their foggy glassy petticoats
Those girls are muddy to their waists
Wet right up, wet right through
Wet right up, wet right through
Those pretty witches with birds pinned in their angled hair
Dam that lake, dam those murky ways
Dam that lake, dam those murky ways
An illustration of a girl by twisted twins weeps willows far beneath her

Dropping sympathy on dreams of
Ophelia and all the other weeping girls
Mister fish and all the paying johns
The doctors, lawyers and their sons
Who do they think they are?
Who do they think they are?
Yes burlesque waters turn to sludge
Yes burlesque waters turn to sludge
And who are you and I to judge
Track Name: Incarnadine [Edit]
INCARNADINE

A time or two
They quietly step
Crawling sighing things
She is a distant brook
No one, no one knows
As her toes tread and dance

All the trees have string hair
They fall and live on
Once was bone
With lychee touch
With bitter sharp
And burning hope

A new place to be born
Black beetles
And red soft stars
Make the world
Once was bone
With crystal shard
And with a breath
We exclaim

“We are alive”