Track 1 of 4 for the "a million little trees ep"
There's something about this light that makes your hair meld in to blades of grass. there's something about the offering that's on this table, not so stable. Surrealien dancers by the candles, the air starts drying, there's voices calling, and when it's revealed (oh) just past midnight, the walls start closing, the words start failing
eleanor dear where have you gone, I've lost my tongue, I can't move on
and eleanor dear it's with regret, I hold myself responsible.
Socratic and moved by such displeasure- where all is fair, all is secret.
Prophetic and clear of lifelike figures we're always searching for marching vagrants. a fire of caustic, callus fortunes, with utmost crimes and spared misfortunes Emphatic and still, emphatically frill, rhetorical swill, and worlds away.
eleanor dear i've traded fate, no longer deserve to feel this way.
eleanor dear i've taken leave, no longer serve, no longer lead.
eleanor dear I've lost my way one hundred thousand words you say
eleanor dear i ask you please - do not pretend to care for me.
Not so sure, not so impossible,
we're not so pure, in all that is sacred
I'm not so sure, -all it appears to be
a ca pella shout: I'M NOT SO SURE- THEY SAY THAT IT'S WRITTEN
eleanor dear I've lost my way, no longer hear the words you say
eleanor dear I've void of joy, underwhelmed, undeployed
And every time I close my eyes I see your caption close to mine
so eleanor dear it's with regret I close my eyes don't forget me.
from a million little trees
released May 16, 2016
All songs by Kerosene Stars, Tepid Soda music (BMI) Produced by Andy Seagram & Scott Schaafsma, Engineered by Mike Hagler at King Size Sound Labs, Mastered at Saff Mastering
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