Since emerging from Vermont's DIY underground in the mid-2000s, Lincoln Halloran has built a body of work distinguished by its startling intimacy. Across a string of beloved records, his songs have occupied a rare space, full of details drawn from lived experience and transformed into something larger. His writing has always been less concerned with resolution than observation: half-remembered encounters and emotional afterimages that remain long after a moment has passed. "In Hell" embodies that gift. Written as an attempt to create a more overtly pop-minded, jangle-driven song, the track glides forward on bright guitar lines and an understated melodic ease.
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That night outside the Dolphin I was having so much trouble walking light skipped my legs they went too soon I loved watching you laughing outside, holding your friend crying cuz your moving home are you still? How your eyes still look like heaven for how long they have been open and i saw you walk in you split the room are you still in hell? or are you still?
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