a newish song
still no music for it, though.
Held up by Stilts
From quiet to loud
Ripped open like a rain cloud
That house is held up by stilts
Those flowers bloom and then wilt
v.2
Machinery roars downhill
Road graders scrape and kill
Metal clangs against the road
A strange and rhythmic morse code
chorus
You’ll either follow or you won’t
You either love me or you don’t
v.3
Plastic caps and aluminum cans
The detritus of modern man
Thrown from car windows into a ditch
Maybe we were just a glitch
bridge
You’ve got a real predilection for dereliction
I wince at its infliction
It’s an overwhelming collection of addictions
That perpetuates your convictions
-solo-
chorus
You’ll either follow or you won’t
You either love me or you don’t
posted by david @ 12:44 PM
1 Comments:
nice words willie. i just so happened to have a cord progression i had been playing around with the past days. doesn't sound to bad. i will get it recorded a little cleaner and send it to you.
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