Sunday morning, nine-o'clock
the fiery light in the sky is so bright
I just might not get up
You know me, I am always looking for
the latest and greatest in
the world of escapism,
could you help me out?
Sleep just isn't cutting it anymore
Thursday night I walked alone
and went to a movie and
lost myself truly for hours
in the West
With my buddies
Paul Newman and Robert Redford
keeping the dream alive
that we are breathing the past
what a gas
as if dreams were free now,
fat chance
Voyeur, sole destroyer
of the notion
that reality is thriving
boy, you disappoint her
there are real people
they're not even hiding
So, what's your excuse?
Save it- what's the use?
Friday night I opened up
my heart to my friends
who I thought had all went away
oh...you'd think I'd grow
but you know me,
I get stuck inside my head
the cynic in me is the critic on me as well
he just won't shut up
no he just won't shut the fuck up
Late last night I lost my mind
and gave it away to the moon in the sky
oh my mind!
I need it back...
For some basic human functionality
that seems to be missing
or maybe I'm pissing away
the remnant buds
that I never gave the chance
to open up
Voyeur, sole destroyer
of the notion
that reality is thriving
boy, you disappoint her
there are real people
you're not even trying
The debut LP from Allen Epley (Shiner, The Life and Times) blends '70s-style folk/pop songwriting with dreamy, swirling alt-rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 10, 2023
Iowa-via-New Jersey bassist and songwriter works through alienation and helplessness through surging, introspective indie rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 13, 2022