Someone came around to rip your heart out
The sting of silver burning on your lips
They hollowed you out with crooked fingers
They carved a yawning grave into your chest
There are mysteries woven through the truth
There are promises in packs of cigarettes
The all assuming eyes,
The cellphones and white lies
That haven’t whispered at you yet
There was blood in the sky
It was a ticker tape parade
For the jack of hearts fallen off his horse
Can someone tell me how its supposed to be
Cos I don’t think it can get much worse
There is darkness everywhere you look
Dangers we can fight but can’t escape
All the highway miles that pass us by
Bones all splintered bruised and scraped
There are mysteries of clouds of dust and dirt
Light that struggles up through ice
Blood dried on your hands, cluster bombing rants
Tarnished silver open mouths to laugh
Sharp, smart lyrics set to ’60s rock melodies, the latest from Daily Worker is the sound of yesterday with a contemporary edge. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 6, 2023
This Chicago artist excels at hushed acoustic songs that recall prime Elliott Smith, with tender, feathery melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable May 28, 2021