Peanut Butter from Spilling Light by Prairie Clamor

Living a life without hurting anything
Doesn’t seem easy to me

If you’re alive, well then you’ve gotta eat
It’s not so easy to filter feed

Peanut butter, peanut butter

Living a life without breathing fresh air
don’t seem appealing to me

But every day I drive, I spill a little more
hypocrisy, i’m indiscreet

So here I am with my hand in the peanut butter jar
I won’t hide my face or my peanut butter jar

Living a life without hurting anyone
You can’t, but you’re still spilling light

From every perfect pore and each perfect scrape
Bring light to an indifferent face

So here we are with our hands in the peanut butter jar
Here we are with our hands in the peanut butter jar

So how, how could I ever call it by some other name
How, how could I ever call it by any other name
It’s not ignorance
Ignorance
Nor cognizance
It’s something more….

Something a little more hard to define...

Peanut butter, peanut butter...

• Alternative
• alt-country
• alternative
• bedroom pop
• experimental pop
• folk
• indie
• indie folk
• indie rock
• peanut butter
• power pop
• Minneapolis