Don't you feel it waking?
Yes, don't you feel it waking?
How clear is becoming what those dreams where about
only thirsty hands trying to rip off your gown.
But what am I forgetting?
Yes, what am I forgetting?
None of what I think it makes much sense
Maybe it's too late to escape again
But am I only dreaming?
Yes, am I only dreaming?
Are you slowly throwing down your dress to the floor
have I ever seen this kind of beauty before?
Don't you see i'm sinking?
Yes, don't you see me sinking?
Yes, don't you see me now getting dragged to the deeps
Of this river of ink trapped beneath your skin?
And I know on what I count on
Yes, I know on what I count on
I know it's gonna be just whiskey when i'm dry
and love when i'm aching and hell when i die.
Don't you see me trying?
Yes don't you see me trying?
We both know life doesn't need to be fair
And time just turns comrades in fairweather friends.
I don't seek a saviour
No, I don't seek a saviour
I can't even tell all the wrong i've done
But at least now I know of what i'm running from.
Tell me what you're thinking
Won't you tell me what you are thinking
Even after all have been said and done
We still just strangers miles away from home.
And I know that you will miss me
Yes, I know that you will miss me
I know that you will miss me when i'm dead and gone
But don't you shed a tear when the boatman call.
Riff-heavy, blown-out garage-punk from the UK's Dez Dare with lyrics aimed at the political forces of division and isolation. Bandcamp New & Notable May 18, 2021
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