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This is a b-side from our album Driftwood Songs. All proceeds forever & always from this song will go to the Women's & Children's Alliance. The WCA is a local Boise organization providing services to women, men and their children healing from domestic abuse and sexual assault, as well as providing shelters and counseling for those in need.
Our brains are always drowning in petroleum
I'm warped and cracking vinyl
You're jet-fuel, all American
and I'm stuck standing in impermanence
And if you had some liberation
Could you make it back to work?
Would you breed it?
Or recede it?
Tell me just how you'd make that work
I saw you growing with the flowers outside of town
and I was jealous of yr beauty
So I cut you down
Now there's a vase upon my table
It's a pretty little tomb
I could give you all my love but
You still won't bloom
I felt so ugly today
I thought of our time out on the lake
I made a gesture, it wasn't much
but it was a gesture that I could make