SUNFLOWERS

Recorded at Third Studio from the Sun in Secret

HONEY BUNNY
You’re my honey, my honey bunny, and I love you just like the moon. You’re my cuddly, my puzzle funny. And you shine to light up the room.

HAIRY HEART
For 10 years, I combed the trails of the world looking for a tender love. I never could find a woman who could wrestle with my words until I spoke to you.  Now you’ve got my hairy heart. Now you’re loving my hairy heart. For 40 lovers, I tried to make it work, but wound up feeling like a fucking jerk. Now all those situations are ghosts, tossed into the gash, ‘cause you are the most.

FOAMY
Foamy, like your eyes. Glint off the sand. Foamy, like your eyes. I’m your man! Foamy girl, your eyes are foamy sea. Foamy girl, come to me! Foamy like your eyes.  Shake off the sky. Foamy like your eyes. I’m your guy! Foamy girl, your eyes are foamy sea. Foamy girl, come to me!

YOU’RE MY LEMONADE
You’re my lemonade and you taste so sweet; your sugary flesh is what I like to eat. I’ll stir you up, so your color shines. I’ll tenderly drink all of your lines. You’re my lemonade and you are so lemony. Your tender skin is pink yet buttery.  I’ll plunk my ice cube right inside your cup.  Your lovely taste has made me corrupt. Lemonade so sweet, lemonade in heat, lemonade saucy girl, lemonade you’re my world!

GIRL IN THE BACK OF MY MIND
There’s a girl in the back of my mind, moving outside of time. Ah, that girl is behind me. There’s a sun on my back; it weighs like a sack. Ah there’s a girl in the back of mind. Who is the girl in the back of my mind? Can you guess who it is? MAYBE IT’S YOU!!! I LOVE YOU!!! MORE THAN MY SHOES!!! OHHHHH!!!

BICENTENNIAL VALENTINE
Bicentennial Valentine, I could love you for 200 years without the iron move of an inch…your metal love with a bushel and a pinch.
Bicentennial  - 200
Bicentennial – Love ya baby
Bicentennial - 200
Patriots fought wars for your face. I’m sure you’d like to know a revolution solution for the juicy girl, drafted in your arms, in love, holding a gun, pointing at a cannon, face on a coin, a doubloon made of gold and desire. Bicentennial balloons.

SUNFLOWERS
Sunflowers are yellow, and light up the shelf. You’ve painted them everywhere, even on your self. I never thought that I could love a woman the way that I do. You taught me that the color of sunflowers is always true.  Sunflowers grow at odd times of year. Sunflowers are blooming even over here. Sunflowers are yellow, painted on the wall. Sunflowers grow sometimes over 10 feet tall.  I never thought that I could love a woman the way that I do. You taught me that the color of sunflowers is always true.

HORIZONTAL STARS
Horizontal stars that lie in the sky, horizontal stars that shine in your eyes, horizontal stars are twinkling in tandem, horizontal stars are spaced in random.  I look into the night, and shiny things are gluing me. I stand upon a hill, and sound of grass is wooing me. I long for your fingers tracing shapes on my back. I long for sparkly suns, in your eyes attacked.

BATTERY GIRL
My girl rides a battery swing, doesn’t turn sideways unless she’s in a sling, writes down years which shade the grass, powers down equipment that’s made of glass. I can run my heel down the side of her calf.  She rattles the engine, then cracks a laugh.

LYING IN BED IN ANTARCTICA

MY SWEET ANARCHIST (is good to me!!)

1986
Nineteen Eighty Six was the year that I tried to sing about frustrated tricks in time (corralled in rooms with sets of crackled suns, irradiated panes, and cheerleader bones).  Yearbooks, journals, green pens and lines, cruel calculations on crooked spines, anemones that flop on four poster beds, garlic ghosts that breathe without heads…! Took off my glasses in range to lick lollipop spectres and misguided phones. Diary decoding in underbed tapes, signal geometry to unattended zones.  I bent doors in flex of poles, wore flowered shirts with grey button coats, walked blockades thru iron slides. I forgot my change when I bought the fries.

BAZOOKA LOVE

SUNFLOWERS (the Album) is dedicated to
VERONICA of the HOUSE of ORANGE