Written during the height of the pandemic, this song captures the frenzy of runaway housing, runaway feelings, and a runaway climate.
Olenka Krakus | Vocals
Jeffrey Moon | Vocals and Instruments
Music recorded and mixed by Jeffrey Moon
Music mastered by Dan Toews
Video edited by Jeffrey Moon
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Lyrics:
Thirty-seven years old,
not even close
I don’t care
I hate your
I’m in your
Plain House
While I choke
I’ll still be gazing at your
Brickwork
Windows
Rooftop
Plague House
While I work
I’m thinking always of your
Great Room
Foyer
Backyard
Gardens
Driving by I thought
I could be happy
in your
Glaring
Gorgeous
Big House
On the mountains
Shining oh so brightly
I need this
I want your
Big House
In my life
Through the smoke
For the first time
I can’t see your
Rising
Falling
Plain house
In my life
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