Deleted previous tracks. Sorry. Starting fresh.



Queen Henry:

Guitar, keys, vox, whatever else: Aaron Willman
Drums: Connor Bernstein

I thought it was a ruse, no one gets the perfect muse
That sort that lingers in the starlight and drives them to a bar fight
Making the sort of moments you could never manufacture
Giving you the feelings you didn't even know you were after
I thought it was a ruse, because in fact, no one gets the perfect muse
and midnight meanderings aren't always sustainable things
When you're alive past twenty and you've got to make that money
Sometimes it's just me living in a memory of us climbing up a tree
until we graduated to water towers and finally those moments soured
because it really is a ruse, no one gets the perfect muse.

(These are the late night wonderings that lead to the songs I'll sing.)

Ready to lay down that dank shit, then get hit with a newspaper afterwards. I'm a frequent illustrator and science fart, but I like to make some jams time to time.

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