The mind is machinery
Fragile, sterile circuitry
And though you are beauty
You grow in stuff that's bad for me.
Half the lights are blown out
And the rest are dimming fast
And the plugs are disconnecting
From the sockets in the wall
And the switchboard operator
Simply gives up and goes home
As the dirt covers all
And a wildflower grows.
In a garden
In a greenhouse
in the safety of my clumsy, pure affection
Where nothing can hurt you
And nothing can hurt me
I'd plant you there right now
But I'm afraid you'd never let me
Half the lights are blown out
And the rest are dimming fast
And the plugs are disconnecting
From the sockets in the wall
And the switchboard operator
Simply gives up and goes home
As the dirt covers all
And a wildflower grows.
credits
from Song Foundry 3-Pack #011,
released January 21, 2022
Produced by Jed Davis
Music and lyrics by Jed Davis, published by Eschatonality/ASCAP
Jed Davis: vocals, piano, keyboards
Michael Bassett: lead guitar
Alex Dubovoy: guitars
Itaiguara Brandão: bass
Anton Fig: drums, percussion
Engineered by John Delehanty and Rich Libutti at Scarlet East, Latham, NY
Additional recording by Jed Davis, Anton Fig and Musiversal
Mixed by Martin Merenyi
Mastered by Chris Hanzsek