This song is about a day when I took some medicine as part of a healing ceremony and wallpapered my ceiling with world maps
lyrics
My friend witchdoctor
gave me the strip, took me out of my mind
it'd been aching and throbbing and grinding for so long a time
and she told me to, told me to, told me to
sniff my wrist if I want to come home.
Orange blossom water...
My friend witchdoctor
she burn the sage, I mean she burn the cricket wire
say evil away
she took the time, took the time, took the time
to advocate - said "Boy, get the things that you need."
Orange blossom water...
I am not sad, I'm just not here
and I am not happy, I'm only smiling
I am waiting for this rebirth to end
sniff my wrist - wait to feel at home
My friend witchdoctor
cast a spell, run off - twenty four hours time
now the aching and throbbing and grinding returns to my mind
and so i kneel down, i kneel down, i kneel down
sniff my wrists - maybe this is my home
Orange blossom water...
You only do what you have to do
There's no mistakes, there's only trying
I could never pretend to know what I've done
Sniff my wrist
Smell that orange blossom water
The sterling songwriting of lo-fi country-psych outfit Warmer Milks gets a chance to shine again on this reissue of their 2003 album. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2021