she bathed me in pastel colours
and put me on a screen
i was everything the world could ever want
the best that man could be
she stuck me on some humdrum stage
called a kingdom for a crowd
then she looked the other way
as mother nature took a bow
but she could never be
just slightly ordinary
no, she will always seem
so slightly out of reach
she bathes me in some magical colour
right out from her insides
meanwhile i desire to hide all i feel
in her tonight
like there was better in the holy roman empire
though she tells me otherwise
but i know she's only sunk into my eyes
as i hide in her tonight
no, she could never be
just slightly ordinary
no, she will always seem
so slightly out of reach
she might be my victory speech
when i sleep
when i decline to breathe
she likes to play the servile servant
the timeless concubine
like i could ever fathom her kind
oh empress divine
her hair hangs even longer than mine
behind it headlamps shine
i ask you in all that is holy
could christ escape that light?
no, she could never be
just slightly ordinary
no, she will always seem
so slightly out of reach
she might be my victory speech
when i sleep
when i decline to breathe
Slaughter Beach, Dog—a.k.a. Modern Baseball’s Jake Ewald—deliver taut, tuneful indie rock, effortlessly melodic and soaring. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2016