michael edwards [music]

A musical colleague of mine who performs beneath the veil of a shifting team of collaborators known as Night Shall Eat These Girls And Boys has a song that immediately caught my ears. The song isn’t flashy, doesn’t sabotage nor reinvent any genres, nor does it have a mind-blowing production value in the humble recording I will provide here.

However, the song is just plain good. In the end, that is more important to me. The technology and production value can always come later. This guy knows how to write songs, and you can’t buy that.

Lily and I are learning, becoming friends
we do this by keeping very far away
we’ve already yelled and kicked and cursed
our drinking throats devoid of thirst
and now that it’s done, i’ve found the silence left to be much worse

lily will not accept our love is dead
she is crouched to the floor, arms wrapped about her head
she doesn’t cry or guilt or dread
jog memories and unmade beds
her head held high
she leaves the house with tail between her legs

lily says she does not know who i am
so cold and so sarcastic to my friends
in my defense i’ve been this way
for weeks and months before today
she looks at my friends
but doesn’t count herself as one of them

i have begun to see somebody else
and sometimes it does and sometimes it doesn’t help
she’s smart and sweet and kind and all
and generally keeps me enthralled
but when I’m down, I’m still not sure exactly who to call

Hear their music at their MySpace page.