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lyrics
We both possess this burden
Working hard to find the time we need to breathe
The daily luxury's our gluttony for cups of tea
A crutch we bear so comfortably
While we reflect we think
Upon the last few years regrets and drink
Your dancer's feet lie upon the head
Of my full size bed
Come walk with me
Beauty born of Balanchine
I'm a guppy in this culture pond
And you're showing me the tributary
But as pressure builds
We don't respond very well do we
My digits dance
Along your elbows towards your hands
To trace your chin calms me like the morning wind
Your auburn eyes expand cross lands where ships capsize
Baptize all the non believers with your gaze
Lets watch the stars
Like our favorite film by Almodovar
I'm a guppy in this culture pond
And you're showing me the tributary
But as pressure builds
We don't respond very well do we
Find these Autumn evenings
Are ruined by some chronic reasoning
Call it pain for progress like babies teething
But there's a pink elephant that no one is seeing
And I feel like some crazy person
Who eats his words to maintain his figure
And I know I can be an awful earthling
who might not ever get to float this river
All I want to give to you is a stress free day
All I want to give to you is a stress free day
All I want to give to you is a stress free day
All I want to give to you is a stress free day
(And everyday)
((I'm an arrogant person declaring his purpose define myself worthless to win these arguments with you))
I'd love a quiet evening
Where we could drink at home
And argue over where we'll eat
The summer's over now where it belongs
It seems so bad
To covet things that no one has
To stomach dreams that no one grabs
credits
from Not Brandy, Not Whiskey,
released July 22, 2017
Music and lyrics by John Michael Sherry
With fantastic arrangements and gut-bustingly poignant lyrics, Mountebank creates truly a spectacular record that demands continuous listens even just minutes after hearing! Sherry
With their blend of playfulness and graduate-level instrumentation, Dorcha deftly prove that improvisational zeal and conservatory-level precision aren't mutually exclusive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 16, 2020