Channel: Amanda Palmer

Category: Music

Description: "Drowning In The Sound" - produced by John Congleton - is the first single from my new solo album THERE WILL BE NO INTERMISSION. it's out on march 8, 2019 (international women's day, mofos). go to AMANDAPALMER.net on tuesday december 11 to learn everything about ALBUM, the ARTBOOK and the global TOUR. pre-orders with special Vinyl & CD merch bundles await you. this song was written as a two-day songwriting exercise on august 29th and 30th, 2017, using input/inspiration/comments from hundreds of my patrons. it was a response to the insanity of internet politics melded with the total eclipse and the devastation of hurricane harvey….and...other things. this song, my album, and all of the art i've been making over the last three years was funded by over 12,000 people on patreon.com. people there support me, my staff, and my collaborators so we can draw a sustainable salary to MAKE ALL THE THINGS. come join to help me make MORE THINGS and get special merch, tour pre-sales, and all album news first for as little as $1/month: patreon.com/amandapalmer the original demo of this song was first released in august 2017, with download proceeds going to support the Texas Diaper Bank to help victims of Hurricane Harvey across Texas. you can read all about it here: amandapalmer.net/drowninginthesound LYRICS: you worship the sun and you’re aching for change but you keep starving your heart and you used to have sisters you don’t anymore you worship the sun but you keep feeding the dark and i’m out in the yard with my son and daughter and the sky is all black and i think we should start running running from the water and everybody’s yelling yelling that they’re coming but i don’t see a single soul they’re all so busy yelling not one of them is hearing the hissing from the bottom of the boat i got some feelings up my sleeve i got a compass in my arm i got a needle in my heart it’s gonna tell us where we are south by southwest two miles from town i can’t get out i can’t look down if you can hear if you’re around i’m over here i’m over here i’m watching everyone i love drowning in the sound you worship the sun but the moon’s in the way so get your armaments out she’s always looking for trouble she’s gonna get what’s been coming to her she’s switching the tides and we can’t have that shit around the television they’re blaring out a warning that our natural state is drowning that our natural state is burning and you’re trying to help and you’re clicking for change and you’re calling it out and you’re adding your name and you’re marching for peace but you’re lynching the bitch that got up in your face how else they gonna take you seriously south by southwest two miles from town i can’t get out i can’t look down if you can hear if you’re around i’m over here i’m over here i’m watching everyone i love drowning in the sound your body is a temple and the temple is a prison and the prison’s overcrowded and the inmates know it’s flooding and the body politic is getting sicker by the minute and the media’s not fake it’s just very inconvenient do you ever feel like this should be officially the end and that you should be the one to do the ending but you can’t do you ever feel like everyone is slowly letting go do you ever feel that that incredibly alone and they’re saying not to panic and it’s like a broken record (as if anybody knows what that is) and they’re saying that we’ll manage it’s the hottest one on record and they’re saying that that’s just the way it is now i can taste it coming i can taste it with my tongue and my children are so heavy but i pick them up and run and i know i’ll have to swim soon when the water gets too high i’ll keep holding them above me i’ll keep holding them and crying south by southwest two miles from town i can’t get out i can’t look down if you can hear if you’re around i’m over here i’m over here i’m watching everyone i love everyone i love everyone i love drowning in the sound you worship the sun and you’re aching for change but you keep starving your heart you used to have sisters you don’t anymore you worship the sun but you keep feeding the dark