perennial daisies

(albüm: dummy parade - 2016)

Perennial daisies are blooming
Millennial days seem to screw me
All over, it's a wreck
It's not hell but it's heck
I don't know why I feel this bad
Or why it's coming back

I'm not immune to winter or depression
You'd think I would interpret the lesson
I'd bulldoze down the door
And get myself outside
I found a helpful number
Calling them I didn't try, I wonder why

I'm good for hours, fine for days, but each year it'll sing that
It's waiting in the wings

I won't die of a dark and lightless lifestyle
Anyway, I've got a plan, and
How many roses can I hold in a hand
Can I grow with a seasonal therapy lamp?

I love the advertisements for these
I set out on assignment to see
What treatment's best for me
And all I want to be
Is stock photography
Sad lamps and blonde ladies

She's lit up lovingly
I hope it gets her better again
I hope she calls her friends
And the scene is like the end
Of ads for happy meds in which
She's dancing and she's better in the head

I'm good for hours, fine for days, but each year it'll sing that
It's waiting in the wings

I won't die of a dark and lightless lifestyle
Anyway, I've got a plan, and
How many roses can I hold in a hand
Can I grow with a seasonal therapy lamp?

Ooh

Chrysanthemums pop out of my head
A dandelion patch in my bed, I
Think I've been dead a week
Or maybe two, or 53
And so I died a bit again
And I think felt better then
Until the sky got dyed again

It's baby blue, cerulean
I don't need help, I say
I've cured myself today
Just wait another year
I'll probably be back here
Just wait another

I'm good for hours, fine for days, but each year it'll sing that
It's waiting in the wings

I won't die of a dark and lightless lifestyle
Anyway, I've got a plan, and
How many roses can I hold in a hand
Can I grow with a seasonal therapy lamp?