Don’t be ashamed Mrs. Wilkins
The papers only tell about a third of the truth
Your two bit husband was a jealous drunkard
Go to church on Sunday and then take it out on you
You played it cool for a decade almost two
But every other step had a hitch
Remember how he broke that dog’s legs and couldn’t help but grin
If that’s not a sign, it’s a sin
Sometimes the smartest thing is something stupid
Cause fate always turns on a dime
What you and that young man did on the 5th of July
Was a blessing, not a capital crime.
Did you do it in the study with the dagger or the rope?
Was it an act of self-defense or the only way to cope?
Will they find him in the cellar? Catch that evil stench?
Did you do it in the kitchen, it’s anybody’s guess?
The neighbor boy Gummy Stearns saw the danger through the cyclone
Didn’t have a daddy so the boy aged beyond his years
Another infraction was a call to action
He struck a match of hope that lit a fire to your tears
[CHORUS :::: Redemption, Absolution]
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024