plum from treehouse by pigeon pit
Tracklist
| 7. | plum | 1:37 |
Lyrics
i let go of a pit from a plum, unwashed fingers, from the window
of your truck sixteen miles south of town
we don't talk anymore, my throat's an ashtray for your worries
ask me "a boy or a girl?" there are things that make you nervous
make you whisper at the restaurant
and i look back and forth from the cop in the kitchen
to the blood on your face, and the blood on the carpet
i can smell rotting fish as the shadow overtakes us
and the seagulls dive in hundreds and the vultures blacken out the sun
Credits
from treehouse,
released April 26, 2017
License
All rights reserved.
pigeon pit is a collection of stories wrapped in sunburned skin and a brave heart from a small beach town.
songs by lomes