Not everything is black and white
seen from the other side
You're stepping on clouds too high
A valley of death resides
When all the lakes dry
and take my sadness too
Our voices will be singing high
Expanding space between you
And I won't let this destroy what we have built
Dissolve your material ways
or just stay they same
But i'll avoid the weather
because my heart has changed
When all the blood dries
and heals our bruises too
Our voices will be singing high
Expanding space between you
"Flower Of Life" yanks riot grrrl south through the unmistakable garage psych sound indispensable to the last 20-odd years of rock music out of Los Angeles. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 2, 2023