Chloe Smiles: Golden Medal Garden Teas

Chloe Smiles: Golden Medal Garden Teas


 

I don’t speak anymore I don’t want to

I hardly like you

Not much to share

 

Yesterday I called my youth

Newly strayed with shit to do

Not enlightened but I like the view

Killing my time by two-fold

Greet a fate or grow old

It happens anyways

 

So I guess that I’ll go home and just cry in bed

Just like a can phone strings are attached

Connecting me to everything

And so I negotiate

With trivial too fraught proclivities

I wish that I had seen the whole thing coming

 

Against my will, I ran amidst

A plastic field of late friendships

It’s hard to articulate

And if I had previewed the show

I would have backed out long ago

Life happens anyways

 

So I guess that I’ll go home and just cry in bed

Just like a can phone strings are attached

Connecting me to everything

And so I negotiate

With trivial too fraught proclivities

I wish that I had seen the whole thing coming

 

I don’t speak anymore I don’t want to

I hardly like you not much to share

 

This song is definitely my favorite song I’ve put out, I spent a long time trying to figure out how to stick with an idea when writing a new song and I feel like I’ve really nailed it with this one. The song is about how life goes down and we’re all real and exist, and there’s nothing any of us can do about it. The title comes from an old tea box that used to sit in my now dead grandmother’s house.

 

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