Gardenias Lyrics
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Album | Palimpsest(2020) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Progressive Metal |
Labels | Spinefarm Records |
Ranked | #122 for 2020 , #5,389 all-time |
Album rating : 86.3 / 100
Votes : 4
Votes : 4
11. Gardenias (4:57)
The hapless hills of Hollywood
Hide halfhearted happiness
A hardened heroine hangs her head
Hear her hyperventilate
Here her hands had hammered home
Her half-written history
With her heart in her hands
Her hands stopped holding on
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes a blonde, despondent from her failures
Fury rages claiming innocence lost
That spawned chaotic behaviors
A handbag and some women's shoes
Hidden on the forest floor
Discovered by a hiker on the hill
Haphazardly hanging out was her self-destruction
And her handwritten history
"I'm afraid I'm a coward. I'm sorry for everything."
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes a blonde, couldn't give a shit about her failures
Suffering in silence of a chemical imbalance
That spawned erratic behavior
The truth, yes a blonde, yes a blond, yes a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn
The truth, yes a blonde, yes a blond, yes a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn
Where is the country I came here to find?
It's running its hands through my hair
It's borders and boundaries are clearly defined
It's forty-five feet through the air
Only the night sky will witness my flight
Without so much as a care
Out past the margins of all that's finite
Forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air
The world rushes past and it's softly obscured
By the quiet and stillness of death
Take from me this body
It's all that I have left
Floating effortlessly
The scent of gardenias in the air
A veil should mask her face
And her short blonde hair
Hide halfhearted happiness
A hardened heroine hangs her head
Hear her hyperventilate
Here her hands had hammered home
Her half-written history
With her heart in her hands
Her hands stopped holding on
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes a blonde, despondent from her failures
Fury rages claiming innocence lost
That spawned chaotic behaviors
A handbag and some women's shoes
Hidden on the forest floor
Discovered by a hiker on the hill
Haphazardly hanging out was her self-destruction
And her handwritten history
"I'm afraid I'm a coward. I'm sorry for everything."
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes a blonde, couldn't give a shit about her failures
Suffering in silence of a chemical imbalance
That spawned erratic behavior
The truth, yes a blonde, yes a blond, yes a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn
The truth, yes a blonde, yes a blond, yes a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn
Where is the country I came here to find?
It's running its hands through my hair
It's borders and boundaries are clearly defined
It's forty-five feet through the air
Only the night sky will witness my flight
Without so much as a care
Out past the margins of all that's finite
Forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air
The world rushes past and it's softly obscured
By the quiet and stillness of death
Take from me this body
It's all that I have left
Floating effortlessly
The scent of gardenias in the air
A veil should mask her face
And her short blonde hair
Palimpsest - Lyrics
1. The Migrant Mother Lyrics | 2. The Canary Lyrics |
3. From the Sky Lyrics | 4. Harborside Lyrics |
5. All Hands Lyrics | 6. The Fireside Lyrics |
7. Soliloquy Lyrics | 8. Reverie Lyrics |
9. Little Snakes Lyrics | 10. Mountainside Lyrics |
▶ 11. Gardenias Lyrics | 12. Hillside Lyrics |
13. Rivet Lyrics |
Palimpsest - Album Credits
Members
- Rody Walker : Vocals
- Luke Hoskin : Guitars
- Tim MacMillar : Guitars
- Mike Ieradi : Drums
Additional musicians
- Cameron McLellan : Bass
Other staff
- Derya Nagle : Producer
- Ermin Hamidovic : Mastering Engineer
- Darren "Jeter" Magierowski : Engineer
- Jill Zimmerman : Engineer
- Simon Grove : Additional Production and Mixing
- Anthony Kalabretta : Vocal Production and Engineering
- Dean Hadjichristou : Drum Production and Engineering
- Martin Wittfooth : Artwork
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