Stole the title from a Barry Hannah book of the same name. He stole the line from a Bob Dylan song. Circles.
lyrics
Your heart sings a melody,
In a minor key,
So soft spoken.
Longing for an ear to land,
Well, yonder stands your orphan.
Your eyes write anthologies,
Penciled poetry,
So uncertain.
Longing for new skin to brand,
Well, yonder stands your orphan.
There’s a briar patch in Brooklyn.
It’s been holding on to you.
Well, grab your shades start sunnin’,
Jump the fence, come runnin’,
Yonder stands your orphan.
Moon shines on maple leaves,
Split mahogany,
Is barely smokin’.
Rest there your weariest days,
For yonder waits your orphan.
There’s a briar patch in Brooklyn,
It’s been holding on to you,
Well, leave your hair undone and,
Pick a tune, start hummin’,
Yonder stands your orphan.
There’s a briar patch in Brooklyn.
It’s been holding on to you.
Well, grab your shades start sunnin’,
Jump the fence, come runnin’,
Leave your hair undone and,
Pick a tune, start hummin’,
Yonder stands your orphan.
The latest from Smoking Flowers blends rich Americana and driving riffs with haunting atmospherics to exuberant effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 9, 2018