Crestfallen
(Notes from spontaneous creation)
I've been crestfallen, I've been crestfallen, crestfallen from all of this flooding.
Sometimes swam in different directions none sure of their destinations, still moved in the same inflections, exploration of creation, all at once was new in over top and every tone that came to them was true in the moment. Stop
The rhythm at your peril if the charts are guides they're useless tools to fly. In pockets sense an ending's start, the pending parts, the flood is sly, a solo parts the reeds and undertones depart, we shine aware and our air, and every step we take, is rare
Change all sense of place and space to make mistakes to found on undergrounded space all snake the eight in messengers of jazz In automatic shapes upon the coatrack of structures where stories come to each of us at once at the same time where the chord just worked, kept easy time that's where I fell behind.
I've been crestfallen, I've been crestfallen, crestfallen from all of this flooding.
When your throws are solos growing up with the memory before the thought when sounds to take the past post pop they steal all that you got to be in seventy-three Like Herbie blended the all-seeing eye gone to reverie to deconstruct the self-conducting universe in flight to find the fox in flux of flood's fleet foot to grace the heavy space
Road damp roadmaps through the moment with the present and the micro in the macrocosms let things just happen to do and to be let all the sounds feel to you let the simple songs out to mentor nations, lift up generations,
It's the only way to play. The revolution's in the phrase, it's not the barre where the note is placed, it's the way it's played that I'm trying to phrase in the universe in deed, I need something good to feel the note to welcome the flood that has fallen,
I've been crestfallen, I've been crestfallen, crestfallen from all of this flooding.
I've been crestfallen, I've been crestfallen, crestfallen from all of this flooding.
Lie to generations, lie to generations, lie to generations from all of this flooding,
Lie to geerations a lie to generations,
Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Herbie Hancock.
Woozy, rollicking indie rock that's thick and humid, searching vocals set against pealing guitars. Also available on cassette. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 22, 2016
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