Venus Violin from Jangle Omega by Other Houses

Wait there, Venus Violin,
in celestial ambulance,
would you care for a spell?
You're waiting for the art
and the hive is none too smart.

Every time they're testing me,
to loosen or to lessen me,
I'm bleacher-blonde, a la carte.

To ride with a music box.
To care for the quiet ones.

Hold on, the store will take you in.
You'll be the concierge.

Is someone out there greeting us,
with trinkets or with amulets,
calling you back to the farm,
with haranguing in your heart
to not look back or start?

You brought it to a head,
so get it through your skin.

And all the best to you and yours.
You'll find the car just yet,
Venus Violin.

• Folk
• Rock
• power pop
• singer-songwriter
• Hackensack