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Mad Mommy

Wave Of Mutilation ('giallo songs' demo)

Lonely Eyes

I take a long walk most Sundays
Sometimes you join me along the way
And we get lost together
We get lost together

We found an island and made it ours
Shared with the deer and the yellow stars
Took over the abandoned campsite
And set it right, we set it right

We added our signatures to the swing
Our secret feline names that bring
Eternal fire to the pit 
Eternal fire always lit

A harbinger of spring
That took the tree of life as tinder

I’ve been under water for a year
In these depths nothing is more clear
So much to discover
When we get lost together

So many deaths experienced 
Under the canopy
The future memories
 In writing that we receive

A bedposted sycamore 
Makes our lovenest a home
Where our passion selects 
Symbols for a brand new text

We accept the bounty from our floodland
From the butterfly that you reassembled
To the shale flakes made for skipping
And celebrated with poetry picnics

Like sunken bridges over streams
More animals enter out of our dreams
From bounding does and bucks
To circling drakes and ducks

They watch us watching them
In the glassy river’s reflection 
What a thrill to grow gills
What a thrill, what a thrill

I want to live and die here with you
Forage the fullness of vegetation with you
And only you
The sun’s rays will always find us
Twin flames living as heliotropes
As heliotropes

I’ve been under water for a year
In these depths nothing is more clear
So much to discover
When we get lost together

So many deaths experienced 
Under the canopy
The future memories 
In writing that we receive

A bedposted sycamore 
Makes our lovenest a home
Where our passion selects 
symbols for a brand new text

We will write a brand new text
Every single year
Where we will expand our definition
Of the heartswell
Every year we expand
The heartswell


Music by the Trash Pile. Arranged and mixed by *spandrel. Lyrics and vocals by *spandrel.

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