hey man
you're just sleeping
we were climbing trees
like when i was thirteen
the ox in your veins
the dirt on my cheeks
i wish that i'd known
how bad i'd want to keep this
but it's all gone grey
you sunk into
i listen to the bands we used to
i do all the stupid shit we used to
went and lost every picture of you
buddy said it was the least I could do
had a dream i was a bruise at the bottom of the washington monument
and you were next to me
limp like a parachute
hey nick
i fucked up
i'm sorry
i'm coming back to colorado
just like i promised
"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