It fills me up
I want it bad
Make a little wish on an eyelash, send it away
Breathe a little bit through the feeling, call it a day
It eats me up
It breathes me in
Pace a little bit through the hallway, send it away
Make a little list of the things that make me okay
Easy enough to say
It’s a little harder when it’s hotter in my house than in my brain
Summertime
Do your worst
Underneath the moon, throw my body into the pool
Sink a little bit into quiet, softness, and cool
Push it out
Take it back
Take a little time to return myself to the earth
Put a little faith in the season of its rebirth
Easy enough to say
It’s a little harder when it’s hotter in my house than in my brain
There will come a day
When the bird songs of the morning do not bring the dread and longing out to play
"Flower Of Life" yanks riot grrrl south through the unmistakable garage psych sound indispensable to the last 20-odd years of rock music out of Los Angeles. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 2, 2023