Stem Splitter

Oh, my darling saves the petals that fall Off of all the other roses but mine Perfume trickles through the cracks in the wall And the mockingbirds make nests in the vines The sun sinks, the jasmine sighs We’re waiting for a fire to ignite Oh, her garden grows to cover us all And the lightning leaves a hole in the sky The moon sings, the jasmine unwinds We’re waiting for the stars to align Oh, my darling starts a fire where she falls And our shadows pirouette round the light

Bandcamp home Dashboard Add Stats Profile image for chrisdunsmore Upload Custom Header 975 pixels wide, 40-180 pixels tall, .jpg, .gif or .png, 2mb max music community edit navigation bar Stem Splitter by Ingrid Share / Embed Wishlist supported by Andrew Shaw thumbnail Edit Delete Bulk Edit Molasses 00:00 / 02:36 Digital Album Streaming + Download Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app. Download available in 24-bit/48kHz. Buy Digital Album name your price Send as Gift 1. All the Other Roses but Mine 02:43 Oh, my darling saves the petals that fall Off of all the other roses but mine Perfume trickles through the cracks in the wall And the mockingbirds make nests in the vines The sun sinks, the jasmine sighs We’re waiting for a fire to ignite Oh, her garden grows to cover us all And the lightning leaves a hole in the sky The moon sings, the jasmine unwinds We’re waiting for the stars to align Oh, my darling starts a fire where she falls And our shadows pirouette round the light 2. Enemy 03:00 Then he said paint it red Toss a coin in the sea Cross your heart till it bleeds Hope to die, tell a lie When they ask about me It’s just the shiver in the leaves Then watch the branches sway As the day starts to die And the light fades away Then he said keep your head Don’t believe what you see Things are not as they seem There’s an eye in the sky And it follows me I’m the secret that you keep I’m the enemy Then he said nothing’s left Nothing matters to me All the world on a string Close your eyes, I decide What you’re going to see I’m not the forest, I’m the trees Watch the branches sway As the day starts to die And the light fades away

Staring at the ceiling Watching light get pushed around by the fan Holding nothing but the sun in my hands Trying to name this feeling Like a priest without a prayer or a plan Feeling nothing but the sun on his hands Walking through the city When the shadows freeze our feet where we stand We try to hide the sun with our hands Dancing through the desert Sifting bones and baubles out of the sand Finding nothing but the sun in my hands