Like a queen without her clothes
Like a raisin or a rose
You can reasonably tell
By the skin or by the smell
I am talking just to you
I am thinking what you do
Like a temple with no trail
Like a possum or a snail
A book of everyone that I
Ever respected sits high
On a shelf way up on my
Copper-painted wall so dry
Some were recommended by
Friends, and some are ones that I
Found in a trash heap nearby
And some of them I've read three times
It's impossible to tell
By the fur or by the shell
I am trying not to crawl
I am fearing I will fall
I respect you much, but I
Can never read you, though I try
I respect you much, but I
Know we're drifting, shifting, sigh
Like an earring from a lobe
Be it prism or a globe
You're imprisoned by the sound
It's rectangular and round
Like Charlie and Willy fly
Up and Out - into the sky
We are Chazzy and Eli
I always wanted to be high
credits
from Tight Little Ship,
released April 17, 2017
Lyrics by Yoko OK, music by Tight Little Ship
Melodic post-grunge that eschews all of the negative connotations of that phrase and embraces all the positives: huge hooks, huge-r riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2023