up on your dope swing carousel
wave around when you think that you've found hell
you've got a long way to go
this suburban neighborhood glows with pinpoint
partysuckers, buzzerhead twitching bummers,
hijacked pisscouch huffers,
baby just watch watch watch the cut
i bet the marquee man with baggy hands
has got you feelin' right tonight
must be a holy day for the mosquitoes
looks like they won your limbs in a landslide
watch the children dance in a schoolyard trance
as you strum shadows out of streetlights
got a glass-laced hand from the bathroom mirror
said your skin it used to fit so tight
the doctor called he comes at dusk
with a stop-gap full of fauna
you wind your whispers up into hackney springs
tend to the world grown out your sofa
prop a world up out of the sofa
but your parents know, keeps you on your toes
put a lock on the medicine cabinet
i can't bear to think about
hole in the ground
that girlish frown
& it's desolate
you call it desolate
i call it desolate
we call it desolate
i can't wait
no i can't bear
to find you
sitting there
with a nothing stare
no i can't bear to think
about the dream
i had when you
told me to
clear the phone,
get back home
no i can't bear to think about
a hole in the ground
that girlish frown
credits
from The Way We Were,
released April 16, 2021
ft. riley sanchez (from our upcoming project Crush Bouquet) on guitar