Drown from Variety Peaches by We Will Get There Eventually
Written in the ocean and on the St.Augustine beach.
It felt like I spent most of my summer in the rain. Watching it fall from a friend's apartment became a nightly activity for me. I also found the beach to be somewhat of a safe haven, something so expansive made me feel small, like what I was going through wasn't big enough to hurt me. I thought a lot about myself, and, I think changed my identity a few dozen times. I wanted this song to represent these thoughts / feelings.
Tracklist
| 1. | Drown | 2:07 |
Lyrics
Oh there is rain
In the oaks tonight
Oh this rain
ain’t fallin’ light
There is rain
Coming from the sky
On this
Summer night.
I want to swim to
Where the waves begin,
And drown myself
And let it end
I want guns
I want love
I want the Georgia sun
I want fucks
I want lust
I want the Florida sun
Baby will you kiss me
Baby lets get in the sand
Baby lets go to the beach
Baby lets hold hands
I want things
Paired in dreams
Paired since nights
Full of beams
I want lights
I want rain
I want things
In the drain
Florida
Do you want to kill me?
Florida
Do you ever cry?
Florida
Do you believe in heaven?
Florida
Do you ever close your eyes?
Credits
License
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Experimental singer-songwriter, emo-folk and bedroom pop project by painter, Morgan Motes.