A little less reality, please
I’d like to settle the score
The city sirens calling me, no more
I’m here for the moment
To watch the mercury rise higher
I’ll turn the corner and throw off this disguise
If I stay between the lines
Would I be picture perfect?
I’ve taken leave of what’s left of my senses
I won’t lie and I won’t mend the fences
That kept out the others and helped them to keep me in line
Draw deep from the well
Wash the taste from my mouth, my mouth
Watching in wondering while the whole damn thing went south
If I stay between the lines,
Would I be picture perfect?
I’ve taken leave of what’s left of my senses
I won’t lie and I won’t mend the fences
That kept out the audience and helped them to keep me in line
Lord knows, they better keep me in line
Lead, follow, side by side, together
Be, tomorrow, run and hide, whatever
But if take the chance will you own me?
If I take these steps will you disown me?
Can I trust, unashamed, unprepared, as I am
Can I trust?
Taken leave
Yes, I’ve taken leave
Oh, I’ve taken leave of what’s left my senses
Taken leave
California group Floral combines dizzying guitar work with frenetic drumming for head-spinning, deeply complex post-rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 19, 2020