The ninth track off the Andy the Doorbum Double LP "The Man Killed The Bird, And With The Bird He Killed The Song, And With The Song, Himself."
I'd love to walk her...in a rose garden and let her soft feet feel out for briars.
If only she had brought her crow familiar.
That somewhere I might somehow shoot its leg while on the roost and also wound her.
Tied together, oh...
My bullet need only hit one to bring about a limp unto the other.
And I'd love to wash her...in the snow on a mountain side where carrion lies preserved by the weather.
A widow left to wild dog packs and feathers.
That someday I might pick them up and reconstruct that love upon an alter.
And remember, oh...
My warm breath need only hit one to carry my scent down unto the others.
And I still recall the day...the church congregation crumbled over arguments involving assigned seating.
A dog can only take so many beatings.
Until he bites a finger off and leaves it in the frost there lost forever.
Torn asunder, oh...
That hound need only taste it once to attract the attention of the others.
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Innovative rhythms, current topics and the instrumentals have a cool mix of modern synthesizer sounds and old school samples. So co-signs from industry veterans are cool, but E-Turn doesn't need them to add validity to her skills. Jof