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Return To The Garden

by Goo

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1.
Fur 05:05
my brain is made of fur cause i wanted to be warmer my fists are full of fuzz cause i wanted to be warm enough i'll cry in the morning when the omen arrives glass eyes will be suddenly pouring when it's all realized blue snow along the pine thoughtless, loveless, divine i tasted bleeding wine triumphant, horrid alive i'll cry in the morning when the omen arrives glass eyes will be suddenly pouring when it's all realized never treason so unwise
2.
Animal 03:32
there was a time i was the lucky dog i knew who to call tentacles wrapping round my neck and i knew just who to call that was a time of odd myths and prayers and of him who was spinning it all he wasn't midas that i am aware more like sisyphus now i'm a dead animal i hold my tongue he was winged and frail, untrue i should've known i'd fail to see it through he glows in the dark, built half of noah's arc what'd you do? when all of the comfort was gone I stood ripened raw i was just born, nothing never happened i was soaking thawed but as the wind whipped and wrapped my flesh i sealed up my speaking jaw hope is a cannibal thing, an all-natural gnaw now i'm a dead animal i hold my tongue he was far too frail, me too but i should've known we'd fail the illusion he is growing on the vine he doesn't deal in time or space, bullshit like that i took his place sweet riddance
3.
Titania 03:58
she is a physicist, a fox, and an atheist looks me directly in my mind ours is a question of pride who will be the groom and who the bride? i am persephone so feed me the seventh seed i'll hold the devil underground ours is a struggle of age who will be the youth and who the sage? but my baby she's a wizard and she's read it in the sky the water's moving like a muscle she is twisted like the vine come our lovely lady nigh we little loners stray, put all of our love away she turns me off and then it's on ours is an issue of cast who will be the queen and who the ass? but my baby she's a wizard and she's read it in the sky the water's moving like a muscle she is twisted like the vine come our lovely lady nigh we fight, then we say goodnight with a lullaby
4.
Fruit 04:39
you don't have to be lonely anymore i'm here now, anyhow you don't have to throw your soul across the ocean anymore though it's safer suffering devotion i invite you, golden-gun outlaw to see the moon is rising red your sweeter strings will croon again riper fruit is blooming soon how can you pine while adventure looms? you don't have to be lonely anymore cause you could roll an eye out the window see how that goes i would be strolling by once and again the choice is yours my weary lover-friend oh i can't imagine what you had with her but darling we cannot imagine what awaits us so i invite you, golden-gun outlaw to see the moon is rising red your sweeter strings will croon again riper fruit is blooming soon how can you pine while adventure looms? (wolf howls)
5.
Bo, he's an optimist cause he likes to roll the dice with his own life he likes to lay himself wherever he should land but oh! woe is he cause he likes despairing too, same as all you you little yearners, always starving and deprived in summer come the burning bees he waits beneath their pear and orange trees it was all meant to be baby, baby, baby don't look in his room cause that's his secret tomb, his demon must really loathe himself or else just love falling apart in summer come the burning bees he waits beneath their pear and orange trees done in by destiny
6.
Wonder 04:42
six months, coffee chewing on the bedroom door i want some licking lips cause i'm an omnivore i am not your chore we won't be working for the wonder i could lock myself away but i can't help the hoping another doom another day til pandora's chest is opened afraid i'm waking it cannot be helped sour teeth stripping a grape of all it's skin the nectar, sicko-sweet but oh i'm walking thin you know what i've been but you can't imagine the things i wonder i could lock myself away but i can't help the hoping another doom another day til pandora's chest is opened beware i'm waking it cannot be helped something's demanding to be felt there is no finer line shut your fucking mouth then shut mine
7.
Easy Fix 05:10
you know, you don't know why you'd rather be alone at night they got you getting young for a living they got you coughing lung for a living a perverted kind of dying rich everybody is looking for that easy fix where do you go from a perfect plateau? where do you go from a permanent plateau? you know but don't know why you're getting far to stratified you're waiting to become and get to living get over getting numb and get to living it's not enough to scratch an itch cause everybody is looking for that easy fix where do you go from a perfect plateau? where do you go from a permanent plateau?
8.
The Garden 04:18
am i wailing to the ceiling or the sky? as autumn tempts me and we bid ourselves goodbye if we begged we could be with anyone but we're far too proud romantics on the run bloom bloom for me baby no return to the garden our key was melted in a heat wave no return to the garden it's big living now with one foot out the grave in the silver sun of winter we've gone blind so what the hell could i decipher of the mind? we said there was no one dead to mourn but something's thawing and i wouldn't be so sure bloom bloom going crazy no return to the garden our key was melted in a heat wave no return to the garden it's big living now with one foot out the grave the apple ripens and it's springtime in the pen but what we're birthing right or wrong won't recommend to bury bliss with some arrogant display won't ensure we're running towards and not away so bloom bloom and amaze me no return to the garden our key was melted in a heat wave no return to the garden it's big living now with one foot out the grave
9.
Feathers 03:44
feathers are growing from the sides of the buildings i know just what i'm doing feathers are growing from the sides of an eye i know they sing a tempting little tune gold flowing from a pool of red a feral smile pulls at my hem so sweet, the dawn as faint as hope itself sipping on that orange bulb in the sky i am one toe 'front the other timid though she may be spring is trying to go for summer gold just flowing from a tongue stained red a wild smile pulls at my hem too sweet, the dawn a wink from hope herself
10.
Animal 03:32
there was a time i was the lucky dog i knew who to call tentacles wrapping round my neck and i knew just who to call that was a time of odd myths and prayers and of him who was spinning it all he wasn't midas that i am aware more like sisyphus now i'm a dead animal i hold my tongue he was winged and frail, untrue i should've known i'd fail to see it through he glows in the dark, built half of noah's arc what'd you do? when all of the comfort was gone I stood ripened raw i was just born, nothing never happened i was soaking thawed but as the wind whipped and wrapped my flesh i sealed up my speaking jaw hope is a cannibal thing, an all-natural gnaw now i'm a dead animal i hold my tongue he was far too frail, me too but i should've known we'd fail the illusion he is growing on the vine he doesn't deal in time or space, bullshit like that i took his place sweet riddance

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released June 16, 2021

Eriq Robinson - Bass & Vocals
Leah Beck - Keys & Vocals
Anders Johnson - Drums
Beck Zegans - Guitar & Vocals

With…
Flute by Shea Fitzpatrick
Theremin by Kate Pappas
Trumpet by Tree Palmetto

Album Art by Eleanor Green

Engineered by Teerapat Parnmongkol & Maxim Elrod (RE Recording), John Roland Miller, Beck Zegans

Produced by Beck Zegans & John Roland Miller

Mix by John Roland Miller
Master by Philip Shaw Bova

Written by Beck Zegans

Special Thanks:
Sam Friedman, Bailey Wollowitz, Alice Markham-Cantor, Eric Poretsky, Camille Hankel, Mica Fisher, Curt Lyon, Jim Hill, Quinn Devlin, Joey Pacelli, the Zs & all our friends for their support

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As Goo, Beck Zegans and pals play sweet psychedelic folk in New York City. Tune in for a slow-burning nebula of lovesickness and hopeful/less crooning into the void.

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