Fade

by ENERGY WHORES

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FADE

She stands, a shadow behind the door
A voice imprinted, a distant song
She was only made of ice
And surprises in the wintertime

Out over the mountains the moon is full
But the trees sing for the sun
They hum and buzz and chase the wind.
Leaves blow away, away, as dawn begins.

Passed the circus tent tonight.
You were juggling those knives again.
Your jagged hatred from the past
Can cut your flesh, free you at last.

Out over the forest the moon is full
But the wolves wait for no one
They howl and growl and arch their backs.
Running fast, run fast, run close to the pack.

The dead clown hangs upside down.
His painted smile becomes a frown
And in the end all he had were dreams
That took him. They just took him.

Out over suburbia the moon is full
Frozen pizza for everyone
Another day we waste away, a slow decay
Another dreary re-run

Upon the TV the puppets blurt
Out all their bullshit in tiny spurts
I know America has met its doom.
Brainless like a crack whore in a motel room, motel room

Out over the city the moon is full
But the children sing for the sun.
They spin around, singing in the halls,
A cherished song, a song no one recalls.

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released August 2, 2020
Music and Lyrics by Carrie Schoenfeld

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Carrie Schoenfeld is the singer songwriter for Energy whores.

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