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-((A Song Written around the Time My Old Band Were Tenuously Holding On/Falling Apart (We are Still Pals Though). At this Time I was Reading about Solipsism and What Might Happen in the Far Future of this Universe as it Approaches Heat Death and Other Truly Calming Possibilities. This Seems Oddly Apt Thinking About it Now - It Was Not a Self-Fulfilling Prophecy However. Certainly Not.
Who is Dorothy? I Can't Really Say. I Have Met Many in Person and Through Old Films and Pieces of Fiction. She is the Person Trapped in the Box - Aware of What Their Senses Communicate But Still Curious as to Whether They Tell the Truth or Not. Sometime I Wonder If What I am Experiencing is Real - I Saw Some Pretty Weird Stuff in the Sistine Chapel - Holy Winds etc (Don't Laugh. or Do).
My Pretty Limited Sense of Smell Also Results in What I Assume are "Phantom Scents". Surely Gin Doesn't Really Smell Like Cut Grass, Otherwise Why Would People Drink it?))-
lyrics
For Those Who Should Quote the Bible, "Dorothy".
These Emotions Come from Somewhere Biologically Tribal, "Dorothy".
I Compress Dinosaurs Like Cream on Top of Trifle, "Dorothy".
It's a Feral Notion and it's Not Easily Stifled, "Dorothy".
That was Uttered in the Strictest Confidence, "Dorothy".
Well My Head Starts Talking 'til the World Stops Making Sense, "Dorothy".
And Yes It is True, You're Only Here to Console, "Dorothy".
For Not Even The Tesla Coils Can Save Your Soul
(no I am afraid not, no),
"Dorothy".
pebble dashed nightmares leaving holes in the ceiling -
when the rain comes through and wallpaper starts peeling,
I can see old Boltzmann did a number on you -
now you're an idea of a person floating in a vacuum,
well the struggle is gone, existential dread -
now the cattle prods arrive to cleanse your swollen head,
and daft oblivion could easy make a space for you -
somewhere in the orbit of inhaling furniture glue,
oh another sealed box and another sad cat -
whose existence is pulled from a black magic trick hat,
but she is not a real being or a ghost tethered to Thiepval -
WE RE ALL JUST CARTOON FLIES EMBEDDED IN A TIN OF TREACLE.
"Dorothy"
"Dorothy"
"Dorothy".
credits
released June 26, 2021
Lyrics by Cod O'Donnell
Music Originally Written by The Tesla Coils
Music and Lyrics Performed by Cod O'Donnell
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Cod O'Donnell
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