Orphan Seeds (8-Track Demo- Lots of mistakes)
Lights out
a face in the crowd
where we drown into the ever
She was gone without a trace
Full sound
betrayed by the ground
whose ties we're like to sever
And she went laughing to the grave
And a sole red oak leads to the pathway
to a lonely clearing in the glade
where a dress--sage green--
worse for the wear but buried beneath
and only the wildflowers know the way
Smoke in my lungs but baby, you taste like--
Imogen
would you run with me?
Let the engine seize and just go?
Baby, Imogen
would you run with me?
We'll let the orphan seeds take us home
Smoke in my lungs, but baby you taste like nothing
Next town
Folded and found
but the solace there was fleeting
screaming static in the clay
Laid out
Brace for the shout
and a tell-tale heart still beating
Only silence where she laid
And a sole red oak leads to a pathway
to a lonely clearing in the glade
where a dress--sage green--
worse for the wear but buried beneath
and only the wildflowers know the way
Smoke in my lungs but baby, you taste like--
Imogen
would you run with me?
Let the engine seize and just go?
Baby, Imogen
would you run with me?
We'll let the orphan seeds take us home
Smoke in my lungs, but baby you taste like nothing
Posted Monday, Jun 28th 2021 @ 12:09