Red House Painters
mother
The way the street looked dim and polluted
So have felt when I walked upon the way
The air seemed gray fog diluted
So do I feel when I'm breathed upon
Ominous head spoke, you ain't so good
Poorly the sow joked, trashed and words muttered
I want to be mothered
I want you to give attention to my belly button
Mother, I want to have
Body pins stuck in my ears
And drown away the endless days
Ridding soon the troubled ways
Embedded down with a warm frown
In a wrong and impure dream
Anchored down with a mermaid
In sound halcyon sea, lure me in her salt
Liquid canyon far beneath, my mother savior
With her goddess touch brushes hands through my hair
- :
- Shock Me
- Miscellaneous
- Songs For A Blue Guitar
- Ocean Beach
- Red House Painters aka Rollercoaster
- Red House Painters aka Bridge
- Down Colorful Hill
- Real Down Colorful Hill
- Summer Dress
- Retrospective
- Take Me Home: A Tribute To John Denver
- Make Some Quiet - 15 Years of Badman
- All Mixed Up
- Red House Painters
- Pop Portrait: Tocotronic
- Red House Painters II
- Music From Vanilla Sky
- Vanilla Sky (Music from the Motion Picture)
- Mai Pen Rai
- Red House Painters I