Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
She Drew The Gun
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LOUISA ROACH
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zino Mikorey
Mastering Engineer
Ash Workman
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Been a flower in bloom
Be a seed again soon
You know love be the food
Give me faith give me room
I will bloom again
Pain illuminates
I will shine on
I was made to shine on
I'm asleep in my enemy's dream
Climbing monolithic pyramid schemes
Singing life isn't quite as it seems
Would this flesh pass the test if I pinched it and screamed?
I see a white dove caught on the wire
I see her branches on the funeral pyre
I stole the ashes from the mouth of the fire
Built my bricks out of this and I carried them higher
On and on as the machine droned
As the masters of war traded blood for gold
Prescribed beauty to restore my soul
So I cut diamonds from the stones and i swallowed them whole
Washed them down with the dirt and the grime
I mined for days in symbols and signs
Cried with the colonised child of my bloodline
About the tale of the earth and the last paradigm
Been a flower in bloom
Be a seed again soon
You know love be the food
Give me faith give me room
I will bloom again
Pain illuminates
I will shine on
I was made to shine on
I saw that trauma was a coin with two sides
That could open up portals in the subjects mind
And that the diamond was a jagged pill
That the thrill of the beauty was conjoined with the ills
I spilled tears for the cage that we built
And all the resignation all the visions it killed
But that's the seed that oppression plants
When we believe these sycophants
I saw the strings of the devils dance
Bout every man for his own advance
Held the mirror and the shadow cast
I sent my dream to the prophets past
There with the cards, falling fast
13 hearts, on the mast
And the charts, unsurpassed
I fell hard and I asked
Been a flower in bloom
Be a seed again soon
You know love be the food
Give me faith, give me room
I will bloom again
Pain illuminates
I will shine on
I was made to shine on
And it starts to bleed, it starts to grow
It starts with me, it starts with no
To not turn cold, to not be owned
I will not fold
Steady as the workers, steady as the rain
Steady as the serving, steady as they came
Steady as the turning Earth, disturbed with the
Factories churning, dearth of enjoinment
Citizens yearning, dissidents stirring
Blurring the visions of the civilised vermin
Power subverted, struggles converging
Merged with the flame of a revolution burning
Not feeling powerless
In the face of wickedness
Political cowardice
Taking care of business
When they should to empower us
Fronting for the villainous
Let the rich devour us
And were so dangerous
They could be labour-less
So they're containing us
Their culture's flavourless
We're the antithesis
We could be limitless
We could be growing on the vines in the vividness
Been a flower in bloom
Be a seed again soon
You know love be the food
Give me room
I will bloom again
Pain illuminates
I will shine on
I was made to shine on
Flute solo
Written by: LOUISA ROACH

