RACHBACH - "CROP DESTROYER"
MOONFARMER is my 6th collection of landfill folk songs from the quarantine era. Have a listen while you trim your teeth and scrub your jeans.
My glorified guilt
Magnified and instilled
Don’t give me no chance
To rave and rant a little
Combat skiffle
Hijinks in the dawn
Your serpentine mind
Slithers all around mine
I’m a lizard gone lost
With a tail nailed to a cross
For sinners who delivered all the pain you flaunt
I don’t why the wind is blowing
The world stopped spinning when we all gave up
And took a dive
I don’t care that the sun is shining
It never takes a night off anymore
Wild in the mild night
Habitual shrines
Popping up over night
An old ode to a soul
A glow that I used to know
For a minute
But she left with it
Leaving me all alone
I don’t know why the waves are forming
The world stopped spinning when we all gave up
And took a dive
I don’t care that the moon is a goner
It never shows its face to us anymore
Wild in the mild night