Ambient-folk-Psych-Pop type song
Derek Knott, Larry DeMellier and Jessica Bailiff - voices and instruments
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FLATFOOT BACK TO DRYDEN
You can be afraid of everyone
You can fake your face and stay too long
When you sleep the settled thoughts
May just escape
Never felt as sad inside
Swallowed fast until you cried,
"All the cheap and twisted sins!"
You can be afraid of everyone
You can take a shallow glance all wrong
When you speak your even thoughts
Will always break
There’s a glassy surface here
All the couples see you clear
Taken, in a Sunday’s will
You don’t want to be a raw sense slave
With your every feature on display
But you want to feel
The skin reality
Flatfoot back to Dryden when
You’re broke down and stained again
Table draw your life away
To be mutual as one with her
Not a faulty dream that’s just a blur
Pouring into every promise
On a face
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