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.​.​. Wait for Me

from Hold Up. Sit Tight. by Wailing Whales

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All my days I piss away the melodies
Before they fester and go toxic within me

And like an old candle inspiration simmers away
Until I’m left blowing smoke
Cause I’d rather steal from my heroes than write something that is truly my own

Whatever holy hands used to lift me up
Now have a shaky touch (I think there’s too much wine in that cup)
Whenever the plane leaves I’m still in security
Hold up.
Sit tight.
Wait for me.

No wonder Jesus died at 33.
Only 28 and I feel shitty
Cause man having a body can really be a drag
I can barely get it up some days
And these black mirrors only reflect the worst in me

Whatever holy hands used to lift me up
Now have a shaky touch (I think there’s too much wine in that cup)
Whenever the plane leaves I’m still in security
Hold up.
Sit tight.
Wait for me.

What if this was the hardest part of my day?
Just forty hours a week (still have the whole weekend to play)
I could settle down, just gotta pay the toll:
Less producing / More consuming
With accumulation of capital
And a forfeit of soul

Whatever holy hands used to lift me up
Now have a shaky touch (I think there’s too much wine in that cup)
Whenever the plane leaves I’m still in security
Hold up.
Sit tight.
Wait for me.

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from Hold Up. Sit Tight., released February 22, 2023

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Philip Hirzel is a composer and musician, camped around Ohio. He is working on it.

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