Wonder to worry to not worth the hassle.
Your shoes shine like freshly pressed
pennies to match a copper smile.
Weak-jawed and strong armed and falling too fast to trust;
I must find a new water source and see clear to the floor
of your tightly wound stories, seemed barely bit to varnish your brittle self portrait, chipping away in a green dust.
You pick flowers for me from in between teeth:
tokens of affection, half-chewed.
I know better than to trust such trinkets,
quickly hewn in a hungry mouth
(Haven’t I seen this before?)
You, walking away, in the glass.
Your coming was foretold in a vessel of black grounds.
Man with two shadows, I have, twice now, followed you and eaten from your hand sweet morsels of barely little substance, just enough to keep me hungry.
When she told, she told me not to go with you again…
but you leave your trail so easy and oh so obvious.
credits
from Modern Myth,
released June 16, 2020
Guitar: Christopher Everett
Trumpet: Alex Bradley
Violin: Will Franke
Recording Engineer: Ted Marks
Mixing Engineer: Ted Marks
Lead Vocals recorded by Cooper Stites
Mastered by Patrick Keane
Produced by Rachel Waterhouse
Co-produced by Ted Marks
Bass: Asher Hill
Drums: Paul Gladstone
Vocals: Rachel Waterhouse
Keyboards: Rachel Waterhouse
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