Overwhelmed
Overjoyed
Overdrive
And I am dancing, dancing
The sky is dancing me
The birds are flying my wings
And all the ugly things
Part of my symphony
We could be alone, you know
The traffic ocean rush below
I’d take off all my clothes
(I’d almost crush your bones)
You are a bird sometimes
Sometimes a horny toad
A weasel, wiry, sharp-toothed and mean
A muzzle full of foam
The glitz, the glamour
The blim, the blam
Not what I will be
But what I am
The fragile scares you
The strong, it really scares you
You don’t believe me
You like me less when I’m around
And so I’m coming
And yeah, you like me when I’m coming
And if you want the up
You got to take the down
The glitz, the glamour
The blim, the blam
Not what I will be
But what I am
My fingers sing
Birds into flying
Tender, roosting
Cooing, calling
I feel strong
Strong and glowing
Not understanding
Just in my bones
The wrist, the stomach
the skin, the gland
Not what I will be
But what I am
The twitch, the headache
The stitch, the hand
Not what I will be
But what I am
The glitz, the glamour
The blim, the blam
Not what I will be
But what I am
A quirky, infectious experimental pop EP that digs into the conventions of millennial ennui - no future, too much tech - to find connection. Bandcamp New & Notable May 9, 2018
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