Flowers in the Desert is a song about perseverance. Even though the song is my personal story of how I dealt with the Pandemic, it’s a song meant to relate to anyone pulling through tough times. Song is for free with the purchase of a Flowers In The Desert or O.G. Analog Dive T-shirt bundle.
SONG CREDITS
Written / Recorded / Mixed / Mastered / Produced by: Analog Dive (Blake A. Borisoff)
Chorus vocals by: Michelle Madrid
Instruments used: Samples and Electric Bass by Analog Dive (Blake A. Borisoff)
LYRICS
Chorus
I keep searching for the light/
there ain’t no sun in the sky/
but nothing lasts forever/
even flowers grow in the desert/
Verse 1
I remember the fear I remember the panic/
this will all be over and we’ll all be back at it/
My lady in disbelief tears down her cheek/
got the call on the 12th, unemployed but the 13th/
march of 2020, I’ll never forget it/
lost our jobs the same day, we worked in entertainment/
counting all our money how long can we stretch it/
filed for unemployment, I don’t know if we’ll get it/
at the bodega picking up meats and vegetables/
I’ve never seen white folk look this uncomfortable/
you’re a long way from sprouts, You better tuck in that watch/
looking for Toilet paper like it was crack rock/
restless months and now there’s civil unrest/
We took it to the streets, they called it violent protest/
they would suggest to step back and watch injustice gloat/
while another pig kneels on the next man’s throat/
Chorus
Verse 2
I’m watching it Burn to the bottom of the wick/
not waiting till the ocean floor claims this ship/
the worlds on fire and we need to get Reti/
ain’t no way we gonna keep these chess pieces steady/
got Ohana in Vegas, I think the next move is there/
cuz rent here is fucked liked American health care/
1,400 for a house that’s what Had me/
heading out, out of Cali, Cali/
started at the top and now we’re here, at the bottom/
unemployment is about to run out just like your father/
and I ain’t waiting for the government to solve this problem/
trust issues like a woman who’s been cheated on often/
working two jobs trying to make ends meet/
for you rich kids, I ain’t talking human centipede/
I’m talking no sleep in between shifts feeling strung/
delirium got me feeling numb, speaking dumb/
shift leads barking orders like a punk bitch/
stocking shelves at Target getting trained by kids/
sucking in my pride while these fuckers power trip/
if they knew I did for a living they’d lose their shit/
I got married and lost a career to this pandemic/
and I lost all the stress that came with it/
what I learned is that status brings unnecessary pressure/
COVID locked us down but brought us closer together/
Chorus
