lyrics!

sitting on the corner
there’s a guy who’s selling flowers
out of fear

fear of losing his house
and the creek behind the penthouse
over here

there’s a cloud under a tree
faking soppy misery
i don’t think it can reach out
anymore

the guy reties his shoe lace
and a sweat drop falls in-to place
over here

*bunch of ooo’s

sitting on the corner
there’s a prince inside a pauper
calling “here”
hearing of the coins clink
and the rich men stopping to blink
over here

there’s a voiced propriety
faking soppy piety
i don’t think it can reach out
anymore

the prince taps on his metal
and an echo instrumental
comes to leer

*bunch of ooo’s

vignette

old birthday note

playing around with harmonies - rough rough demo
check out the original song on soundcloud!

daynun