Cellophane

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The night wears the sky like a leather coat
Hooligans hide in her pockets
Society swallows a sedative
Afraid of their dreams

Rhythm gives lovers a purpose
While being reduced to a slave of the tongue
Dying a little synchronically
A futile attempt to stay young

We are all bankrupt and on the bench
Bathing in feces, denying the stench
Buying the box, just for the cellophane

Blue pages, bird cages, bowling pins
By-products of discipline
When love comes to tickle your forehead
Thoughts melt like snow

We're far from the fire
But primal patterns hard wired
Shedding the fur of our ancestors took us so long

We are all bankrupt and on the bench
Bathing in feces, denying the stench
Buying the box, just for the cellophane

credits

from Porchlight Tragical, released September 17, 2011
Written and sung by Emily Rose
Guitars: Emily Rose and Oliver Thompson
Drums: Oliver Thompson

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Emily Rose Detroit, Michigan

songwriter/poet
mother of rabbits
sideproject:
Thirty Men

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