Disenchanted Forest - Bone Orchard - 1991/2025

Ⓒ Corcoran 1991 Ⓟ Corcoran BMI 2025

Eighth (and potentially final) track on the soon to be released album, "Flacco Loco" - debating whether to put on one more song or leave that for the next album. This is also the final track and the last song written from the 1988-1991 catalogue - the song never did see the light as the band disintegrated shortly after this song was written. This, and the previously released "Soul Searching", are about that disintegration. There will be more releases, but aside from a redux here and there of previously released material, all future tracks will be 2025 and later compositions.

As always, all vocals and instruments handled by M. Corcoran (the "last man standing").

Lyrics:

No, I'm not green with envy.
It's just I've grown a little jaded, just a little jaded.
Thought it'd come out in the wash yeah.
Well everything just came out faded, just came out faded.
And now I'm trapped....

In my disenchanted forest.
I keep losing my way out
Cause there's nothing left to believe in,
Nothing left to dream about.

Felt like I was getting lost, yeah.
So I probably should have hesitated.
But I hate waiting.
So I left a trail of breadcrumbs
But some bum just came along and ate them, just came and ate them.
And now I'm trapped....

In my disenchanted forest.
I keep losing my way out
Cause there's nothing left to believe in,
Nothing left to dream about.

My patron saint of lost causes
Says there's nothing to stress about.
He knows a lost cause when he sees one.
And he knows I'm never getting, he knows I'm never getting out,
I know I'm never getting out!!!

Yeah I'm used to being lied to
Where things are never quite as they seem, like a bad dream.
And it makes me lose my bearings
And all I ever wanna do is fucking scream, but you can't hear me scream.
"Cause I'm still trapped....

In my disenchanted forest.
I keep losing my way out
Cause there's nothing left to believe in,
Nothing left to dream about.