Backyard from Exalted Lawnchair by Drew Hale

Been up on your feet why don't you take a seat
Wandering for miles why not relax awhile
Been down on your knees when will you find relief
Been out on your own when will you make a home?

You stepped out in your backyard, feeling like a chained watchdog
Tummy hungry, howling and growling
Have an empty bowl because you ran out again
If you weren't aware of privilege you'd say you were starving
If you weren't pagan you wouldn't be pumpkin carving
If you were tired perhaps you'd be sleeping
If you knew the language would you hear the moon speaking?

Been writing all this down what is it you have found
Do things your own way what do you have to say
Been up out of bed, will you lay down your head?
Thinking about thoughts, been doing that a whole lot.

• Electronic
• Experimental
• Indie
• Psych
• Tulsa