I, I need to prove that I'm a good girl.
- Good Girl.
And I am not allowed to say no.
I don't have a choice,
you don't have a choice when you are such a good girl.
- Good Girl.
And you are not supposed to know.
You take care,
save me on the way to there,
help me not to bruise myself,
I am not alone.
If I could
save you, then you know I would,
but the only chance to help:
silence and a home.
Frozen in yourself,
drifting in the breeze,
you know you're such a good girl, good girl,
the creature making us whole.
Perfect little thing,
earthly beauty sing,
you know you're such a good girl, good girl.
You're not allowed to grow.
First thing gone: have a little faith in song,
next you lose the will to live. There is nothing left.
Then you leave, learn a different way to breathe,
just before you're breaking down,
no one else can help you know.
take on, for now.
become your how.
If they could teach you,
we would not be here.
Beautiful music, and all proceeds go to helping bring clean drinking water to rural communities in Uganda. Check out their work: http://acts.ca/what-we-do/ jennifer elias
Mr F Wandall's purchasing history brought me to this midi masters synth soaked album (and two others) where rhythm and solo guitars love to tread. It mixes the analog world with the digital nicely and keeps everything interesting through the various influences and skills he has. Dr. Beaf