Music by Lillian Frances.
Filmed by Jorge Espinosa.
This song is about the parts of us we lose. For me, it was getting tendonitis and losing my ability to play guitar. An acoustic amputation. But it's this same loss that pushed me into performing my electronic music live.
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Phone, Keys, Wallet
I'm foaming at the mouth to
play you a song
homesick for my fretboard
where I once belonged
gin to keep my heart warm
to intoxicate
searching for semantics
while my tonic's away
OoooOo I lost myself
phone keys wallet is there anything else?
i'm falling out my pockets
strewn on the ground
somewhere there's a world for
my lost and not found
you ask me to remind you
I already forgot
shuffled are the details
mixmatched are all the socks
how much does free time cost?
OoooOo I lost myself
phone keys wallet is there anything else?
dust on my piano
graveyard of guitars
acoustic amputation
make sense of the scars
an audience before me,
the words were all gone
silent is the singer
forgotten are the songs
OoooOo I lost myself
phone keys wallet is there anything else?