It goes on, this playlist repeats
And the hold button is broke
It’s a searing sunkiss
It’s a reminder that I won’t soon forget
Now I could expect the lack of connect
If it were another instead
But we took this hike together
and, surprise we beat the weather
Did the morning glow scare you from home?
She can hit any target smaller than the palm of my hand.
But she can’t see the beauty of the Sistine Ceiling.
or the pleasure that a serenade can give
She thinks breathing means flexing your lungs
And that the heart only beats on its own
All her answers get A’s
But they don't explain what's best
I can't help to help, but she'll still go miss direct.
Llike a nail needs wax or a hammer.
Differently, we all need treatment applied
I’m don’t like to strike straight on with these rhymes
But after caressing and washing and painstaking detailing
Pampering what I thought a Swan, nothing more than a duck in the end
While she migrates at night
I might turn on the right
C’est la vie, missing me, and miss direct.
credits
from Healing Hands,
track released June 16, 2015
Produced by: Fernando Perdomo and Jesse David Corti
Written by: Jesse David Corti
Mixed by: Zach Ziskin
Mastered by: Patrick Doyle
Vocals/Piano/Keys/Toy Piano/Organ/Harpsichord: David Divad
Bass/Acoustic Guitar/Electric Guitar/RhythmAce: Fernando Perdomo
Drums/Percussion: Shaun Valentine
Finally, A beautiful union between Spiritual Music and Indie Pop. Pulls off the rare and difficult feat of great lyrics amplified by great music. Open your soul and let this EP in. A Consolation. David Divad
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