I’m in trouble again
blowing at an open flame
aint it a shame
illumination never came.
my girl don’t tarry
although it feels like a sin
we’ll never marry
I’m giving in.
my patron saint sought exile
got sick of the wind and rain
alone I must now reconcile
the heavenly and earthly planes.
by Monday the monies spent
though I’ve been working again
it’s fitting I can’t make rent
in the room we lived in
where your blanket still lies
covers my body and shields my eyes
sometimes it’s so heavy
I feel I’ll never rise.
you’ll leave and write letters
I’ll drain you dram by dram
till the new flesh turns to leather
till the new flesh heals the damn.
I wake up late
but it feels like I don’t sleep
it’s not what you took
it’s what you left for me to keep
I’m in trouble again
blowing at an open flame
and each time I do
I call your name
San Francisco singer-songwriter and trumpeter Max Daniel gilds straight-shooting pop hooks with orchestral splendor and wry lyricism. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 26, 2020
Melodic, lush ambient from San Francisco that recalls the Bay Area's famous fog at night. Proceeds to the ACLU and Planned Parenthood. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 8, 2017