Demo for a new song from Bowen Staines, "Wicked Skin", that will appear on a new album currently in the works. "Wicked Skin" is an experimental hybrid of 80's lo-fi synth-pop and traditional mountain folk-rock.
All instruments & vocals
performed by Bowen Staines
There's nothin' wrong, 'cause nothin' bothers me,
There's just somethin' about this weekend love, you see.
Just my "periphery maybe", whenever logic don't pay -
'Cause there's a magic between us that makes the lies ok
'Cause it's a Wicked Skin that grows
Upon the lips of our own plateau -
"I don't wanna fall asleep your girl", she'd say,
"Just to wake up your 'Nowhere Lady'"..
I dialed you up 'cause I had nowhere to go,
'Cause phantom limbs breed phantom sins, you know.
"I'm outta luck with my baby, do you mind if I stay?
It's just the way your body moves that makes tonight OK."
In sulfured ash, we circulate down,
Like a storm inbound for this tin-roofed toy town.
"You're like a new drug, yet like one other - you're my playground lover.
Just a stage to brave whispered charades, with names that wash away."
Her winter carries breath with timid cloak,
Like a fearless tooth in heaven's throat.
"I never want the summer sun, baby - it ain't the fire I've earned.
'Cause this warmth ain't shared with devils, see - and lust is cheap to burn."
Lyrics by Bowen Staines
Cover design & photography by Bowen Staines