Uploaded July 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago

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Music & Merch → https://dthw.sh/boneflower

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YouTube: youtube.com/@weareboneflower
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Bandcamp: boneflower.bandcamp.com

Visualizer by J. Bannon

// LYRICS
Hey, I can’t praise nothing at all of my own
Hey, there’s nothing bloodshed has brought to my own
Hey, I can’t praise nothing at all of my own
Hey, there’s nothing bloodshed has brought to my own

Tales of doom are something I can’t trust promising something I don’t know
On a clear day a different kind of epiphanies start to reveal

Once in a while, comets befriend boats
In their inability to cope with reality, we try to attribute this experience to hallucination
To hallucination

Love ain’t special but needs space, nor material but needs mass
Sun ignores what moon has said before
Begging for one sweet word
Moon implores the sun to carry on
Obnoxious mental swords

Hey, I can’t praise nothing at all of my own
Hey, there’s nothing bloodshed has brought to my own
Hey, I can’t praise nothing at all of my own
Hey, there’s nothing bloodshed has brought to my own

Tales of doom are something I can’t trust promising something I don’t know
On a clear day a different kind of epiphanies start to reveal