The grass is scratching the back of my knees
I'm strumming on a stump singing songs to the trees
And luckily for me they all have leaves but when the wind blows it sounds like they're clapping.
But I know they're really listening to me.
Cuz trees can't drink beer and talk at the bar
And trees can't meet girls that sing at the bar
And they can never be to busy for me cuz their trunks are stuck in the ground.
But i know what they'd say if they had a mouth.
They'd say, "will you stop being so green with envy?"
They'd say, "will you stop being so green like me?"
They'd say, "will you stop being so green with envy?"
They'd say, "Leah, stop being so green like me."
But trees can't talk back and tell me i'm wrong
That i'm immature, emotional, neurotic, and paranoid
And all these useless things slip through their leaves and when I sing it feels like it means something.
But I know...
I said I know!
I know, I know
It's really all my fault.
credits
from This Music Belongs To You,
track released January 8, 2011
Leah Lou, Words/Voice/Acoustic Guitar
Daniel Lee, Bass
Coach, Drums
Sam Getz, Guitar
This is the first album I found that really spoke to me as a young fem.
From the simplicity, the bass drum, specifically in landfill is so steady and soothing. I love landfill because it perfectly portrays trauma bonds, sexual or romantic relationships rooted in power imbalance. Being led on, unrequited love, constantly being clueless if someone is a real friend, or a lover. Are they yours or are they ruthlessly rogue. Untameable. Love and hate are such similar feelings, and they often mingle. clementinehatepageichangedmymind
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