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Daughters & Sons

from The Derelict by Morrowville

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3rd track of the LP "The Derelict"

lyrics

Well you need me, degrade me with your three word make believe.
A plea for my life resting on an extra-long sleeve.
Oh, the dream of love, flustered osmosis.
We cover our wounds with placebo ambrosia.

CHORUS
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My apartment, a factory.
I had high hopes, but now it’s time.
Autophobia names its price.
I wish it didn’t feel this nice.
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You see a son call his favor.
A call for daughters to be blamers.
Well I know they’ll get the dough to pay for
My living, but not my love, don’t wanna sleep by them again.

(CHORUS)

I’ll find her divine to equal the sum of love.
I’ll fire her vine and tear her glove.
Plant that seed and wait for that dove.
“I’m ready to settle down, now where’s that love?”

Better now I made my way out.
Sunset boulevard, burning droves of girls.

A dream of love, washing away
The dust of everyday life.

credits

from The Derelict, released August 25, 2010
Guitar, vocals, drums - Zach Evington
Bass - Jason Eckard
Violin - Austin Glover
Additional Backing Vocals - Hillary Helton, Jennifer Hart

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Morrowville Gastonia, North Carolina

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