show me, show me your misery,
mr. lee, you ask me,
“what’s a flower without her tree?”
but autumn’s come and gone,
my man, just
lie down, just let it be.
where has your summer gone to?
where has your summer gone?
leaves are falling all around her footsteps,
& winter’s coming on.
you walked along
the stem of my spine,
& you tried to stake your claim,
but you can’t own what knows you,
no, you can't own what knows you
& I’ve seen your face-
you’re not my one.
tell me, tell me your misery
mr. lee, can’t you see?
I’m no flower, I’m earth and sea.
yes, I’m the soil from whence
you came, you’ve gone & you have
drained me clean.
you walked along
the ridge of my spine
& you tried to stake your claim,
but you can’t own what owns you,
no! you can’t own what owns you!
this land is my land,
this land is mine.
I am, I am, I am
I am my own.
Dutch songwriters and producers Daniel De Jong and Daniel Elvis Schoemaker join forces to make classic studio pop with a touch of baroque. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 2, 2021