Wilted [2015]

by D-Sisive

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about

producer: MMac
mixed: Rob 'Muneshine' Bakker
recorded by Bunion @ Bun One Studios, Bradford, Canada

artwork: Brett Lindzen [ Knapsackwax.com ]

lyrics

I saw my soul in the mirror
It was crying like a baby
Begging me to use umbrellas
But the rainbow in my pocket made the thunder disappear
The thunder disappeared
But the raindrops kept falling on my garden

I wonder what you thought about
I wonder what you thought about
What were the names of the demons in your haunted house?
Did they laugh and point?
What did they talk about when you nodded off and bottomed out?
Were you on the couch?
Rehearsing lines for a future film
Or was it something written for the stage?
Was it something someone said about your weight?
Our skins never thicken for that criticism
We pretend it does, but it always stings
The king of charades at the dinner party
"You look amazing"
Well, I feel great at the dinner party
But you hate how the meals taste at the dinner party
Tired of not wearing your real face at the dinner party
Kiss cheeks twice, then escape the dinner party
Escape the jazz and the brie cheese
Let the binging start
At the supermarket, withdrawing bills for a pharmacist
Another wilted flower in the garden

Why don't we die in the morning?
We never die in the morning
Why don't we die in the morning?
We never die in the morning
Fuck my demons - I'm a rise in the morning
Wake up and fight in the morning
Lose my life in the morning
Another wilted flower in the garden

I saw my soul in the mirror
It was crying like a baby
Begging me to use umbrellas
But the rainbow in my pocket made the thunder disappear
The thunder disappeared
But the raindrops kept falling on my garden

I wonder what you thought about
I wonder what you thought about
Was the toilet flushed?
Was the faucet loud?
Were you in a white robe like Tony in the driveway?
Or puffing on a lit cigar like Tony on the highway?
Shaving your cheeks, or rinsing your skin clean in the bathtub?
Listening to Springsteen? The River? Nebraska?
On the edge of darkness
Cold toes on marble
Breathing like a dinosaur, sweating through your large clothes
Kevin Finnerty
A walking symphony
A gentle giant who never made it to Sicily
Pina Coladas, Rum shots
Prawns and foie gras in your lunchbox
A big palm gripping a thick heart
While sledgehammers hammer the Berlin Wall
Bouncing off the brick wall like pinballs
Another broken father
Another wilted flower in the garden

credits

released January 8, 2015

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