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Bleeding Redwood is something of our statement piece, and contains many elements that we consider essential to our sound, such as:

• Propelling groove
• Dark and introspective lyrics
• Soaring chorus
• Ambitious and complex changes

It was among the first of the songs Ari wrote after he decided that he was tired of traditional song forms and decided to branch out.  Granted, his pattern of repeating verse/chorus only twice was evident in earlier songs like The Must-Save List and Diamond Sleeps Tonight, but this one takes it over the top with 4 different sections in the lengthy middle/bridge section, sandwiched by the light/heavy contrasts in the verse/chorus pair at the beginning and the end of the song.  11 minutes go by fast.

An acoustic version with a drastically different feel and no middle section is also in the works.

 

You hurt so good
Like a weakling should
Bleed for me blue redwood

Silk white three-piece
On your perfect niece
Make sure you erase every crease

Blindfold my eyes before too late

Peel off my skin
Like a stick-on sin
Can you stare at my grin?

Crimson restraints
Underneath my armor
Will the scar ever mend?
Rust needle taints
Ever-growing riot tumor
Will it pierce to the end?

Or give away?

Army crawly ants everywhere
Sandy, musty crabs, they scare
Air rots, wind chills, shake my bones and hair

Fearsome weariness, they seize
Mind numbs, frost bites slowly freeze
Dreamers screaming stop hurting oh please

Parasites inside my veins
Raw hands scooping out my brains
When I rot, hold on to my remains

You hurt so good
Deeper than I could
Bleed for me blue redwood
Bleed for me till I’m good

Blindfold my eyes before too late

I’ve given my all
But still a cog so small
Witness the depth of my fall

Crimson restraints
Underneath my armor
Will the scar ever mend?
Rust needle taints
Ever-growing riot tumor
Will it pierce to the end?

Blood needle taints
Underneath my armor
Will the scar ever mend?
Release all restraints
Time to face my riot tumor
Will you see me to the end?

Till I give away?

by Ari Koinuma