Party Wounds - Rolo Tomassi

Smashed glass proceedings

Wide open party wounds

Tasteless movers and shakers and candlestick makers

I’ve watched from afar

And I’ve led the processions

Of faint heart believers and sons of the night

What did you want to learn?

A scale of notes that could drown out the world

Or put off what’s been on your mind?

Forever never seemed so long at the time

Our sense of adventure only ever outweighed by these perfectly scripted desires

Such horror, mischief and desperate decadence, tall tales from the lips of liars

But when that beat drops, beat drops, beat drops, beat drops

Well I’m back to where I was before

I’ve been low (low), low (low), as low as I can go

But when I feel it, I’ll still hit the floor

Pull up the flowers

Oh my stars!

With scars, scabs and everything in between

How can this be?

Jaded but serene