When I knew what was left
I’d recoil and catch my breath
You’re so devastatingly
Free of all desire to flee
Lovesick debris, curious and cheap
On the curb it gleams
Rotten and pristine
Fire the guns with blasting caps
When you’re done, time for a nap
All our shields could not contain
What rained over us today
Lean your head away from the barricade
Dream of light that never fades
When you awake the fever breaks
Like a tidal wave
R. M. Goetz - vocals, lead & rhythm guitars, keyboards, bass
Jennifer Schmidt - drums & percussion
Prog-Rock Drums
The title comes from the style Jen played when we rehearsed this song at our practice space on W. North Ave. Very "Nursery Cryme"-ish, all these quick little fills. She toned it down a lot for the recording, so you don't get the same feel as when we played it say six months previous. I don't know how to play keyboards, but I've developed some 'overtonal' technique that lets me fake it.