War Paint from Dog Astrology by Evan Grey Caldwell

Putting on the war paint
Beginning the commute
Clocking in to clown school
Rent another horn to toot

If you text me back I’ll get to work
Eat the dread for weekday breakfast
Fashion tears from salt and tap water
Mopping up the mess
If I could wish anything from anyone
I would learn to act my age
Quit the circus, take a nine to five
Write e-mails with subtle rage

Taking classes in emoting
Fake flowers on my chest
Drunk and Stumbling home from clown school
Rip the wig off of my head

If you laugh at me I won’t complain
This is what I studied for
But if you laugh at me, tell me why
And then we’ll laugh some more
If I could wish anything from anyone
You would give me the applause
Doesn’t have to be the final bow
Just give me a cause

• Acoustic
• folk
• indie
• synth
• Boston