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billy williams' deep pleasure

by bly wallentine

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in a membrane filled with teeth i requested to be rid of my longing to be seen and the sickly dread of being witnessed in my human feeling when heart is lost and i am haunted by daffodils screaming oh to treasure every breath but i couldn't keep my tongue from collapsing at the death of each passing hue i fumble mindless in woeful worship of every blade of grass i slumber on with daffodils screaming no i cannot suck it dry the ever-winding river and it snakes from left to right and there is no end in sight
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i thought i'd lost but then i figured it out i saw a new wave coming after me sometimes like everything looks so pretty i can't believe my eyes leave my eyes alone i touched my finger to the tip of my throat i felt an apple sticking out at me i can't remember the beauty falling away but i'll fall in a way in a way cool way awake, awake with my feet toward the sky and my head toward the soil then my head toward the sky and my feet toward the soil with my head toward the soil and my feet toward the sky then my feet toward the soil and my head toward the sky
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where in the sand did i bury that treasure of deep pleasure? bright wholesome pleasure i remember i set it down right next to a wedding gown or was it by the duck pond wayside where my love died? where in the sand did i bury that treasure of deep pleasure? dark sinful pleasure in the sand, i buried my delight thinking it would be safe and sound out of sight but as days turned into years, my pleasure was lost, drowned in tears i searched and dug, but all in vain my joy was gone, forever slain until i realized, deep within true pleasure comes from the heart, not from a silly old whim. oh, well where in the sand did i bury that treasure of deep pleasure? full-body pleasure

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i made these songs because god promised me a panini if i didn't fuck it up too bad. come through homie. i haven't eaten in 40 years

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released August 4, 2023

all music written performed and produced by bly wallentine at studio studio dada in utah

chatgpt wrote the spoken word part in "deep pleasure"

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bly wallentine Provo, Utah

big-hearted music for freaks groovin kindly through this world of love and sorrow 🫀

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