Glow / Worm

by Friends of the Bog

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A two song banger about quixotic dreams of glory and squirmy feelings.

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released May 31, 2019

Recorded by Patrick Budde at Preserve Records.
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe.

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Friends of the Bog Chicago, Illinois

Friends of the Bog writes sing-alongs from the murky side of the soul.

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Track Name: A Glow
Got a glow in me
Glowing coals in me
Everyone i was before is my enemy

Sideline-otomy
Sideline-ectomy
Put me in front right in front’s where I’m supposed to me

Hallelujah the lord is born
Each morn when i wake up my pillow’s still warm
Hallelujah the lord is nigh
Each night constellations your face in the sky

I want to see you
Just to know how bad you’re bruised
I want to be seen
Face plastered on every screen

Caught some heat at last
From a solar blast
I am the sun like your son i have come and passed

Divine energy
Or so it seems
I am what I am til I cease to be anything

Hallelujah the lord is born
Each morn when i wake up my pillow’s still warm
Hallelujah the lord is real
Alive and unwell and entirely concealed

I want to see you
Just to know how bad you’re bruised
I want to be seen
Face plastered on every screen

I want to see you
Just to know how bad you’re bruised
I want to be seen
Face plastered on every screen
Track Name: Earthworm
I think you've moved on
You looked at me like a stranger
No spark of recognition in your eyes
Isn't it strange how the possible just dies

In my mind, we would be farmers
Even though I hate going outside
Your love would mold me into something new
Guess you were looking for that someone too

I feel like an earthworm
that you crushed beneath your heel
My heart a rotten apple in my chest
I guess I still wish you the best

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