Whimsical are words
That carry their genuine tones
All heavy melodies
Seem tragic with lips sewn
My only offense is
A mouth that openly drums
I think I've found a new problem
Try and fix it without speaking up
Lame-legged and useless in
Changing with great people undoing me
Discovering ideology
"Problem solving," meaning nothing's new
All living matter is dying
Just look how it grew it on me
Asymmetries are left to dry
On a laundry line
Perhaps too crass i am,
To feed a better man
These puns and radicals
Under a different sine
I think I've found a solution
Can't accomplish without seeking help
Wide-eyed and humbled in
Saving lesser people that look just like me
Rediscover all your senses
Tastebuds tingle at the bell of weird
Mother I've caught you sighing
Just look how you grew on me
My apologies are pure
And the crown belong to me
I'm the keeper of my secrets
With the moxie of the free
Am i brave? or king of fools?
To share my thoughts
Turned shoddy stools
Muna Ileiwat brings an unyieldingly honest perspective to songs that tow the line between soft pop & crisp electronica. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 18, 2022