What We're Made Of

from by Party Gardens



It's hard to think about the things
I write when I can't read
Sometimes I forget how
And thus my heart keeps pumping blood
Alone and still in love
My veins are pulsing out

Listening to the patterns in my head
Misfortune is a blessing I have read and verses I can't comprehend what we're made of
Forget the fame and fortune the dream is now

Is that all that we're mad of?
The precious favor of friendly invading eyes

Pretty little pieces of your voice now beating on my drums
A rhythm gone awry
When you speak I sneak between your teeth
Dancing on your tongue slurring every line

Things have been much better I recall
Change is bound to happen once you fall and I say baby is that all what we're mad of
Forget the fame and fortune the dream is now


from Moon, released March 27, 2015
Written By Party Gardens
Produced by Chris Kasych, Party Gardens And Bob Hoag
Tracked by Chris Kasych At Seahorse Sound Studios And Bob Hoag At Flying Blanket Recordings
Artwork By Christian Alonzo



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