Lend me a basket of your
Fine insulation
Tear down this prison and
Return us to elation
Way before
The moon has fallen,
Or
The dreams stop calling
Hold me in your arms tonight
We can call it pure or erudite.
Cry me a foggy ocean
Kissing oil sores
The greasy little pelican is
Waiting at the door
Then he froze
Behind the sunset
Before
We saw the carnage
Feathers keep me up at night
Tickling my ample apetite!
She asked for something sweet
But all I had was rabbit meat
That’s just how loves goes
So sit back, relax, and strike a pose
Last night I felt like cheese
That melted for three centuries
No salt, only spice
The time for love
Is too concise.
Your mother was an angel and
You played so patiently
I went into the garden for a
Taste of fantasy
Where I found
The bees were swarming
Or
Was it global warming?
In our bones the answer pipes
The things we left they came out right, alright!
Warm, smoky songs that pull from country and roots-rock, but transform them, centering emotive melodies and sharp songwriting. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2021