The title is a made up word created by combining propinquity (meaning kinship) with the suffix phobia (meaning fear) to create a word meaning fear of kinship. The lyrics address the bitter ironies of social anxiety.
lyrics
I missed this morning's green that fades to brown in all my life
Have I been waiting for this? Fall's golden kiss
Sweet and slow, all my dreams to swallow
I'm scratching at the walls around my thin mind, what can I find?
These bars are all self assigned in solid lead
What's in my head? So many things left unsaid
So tell me if I'm losing touch, floating in the acid of my sin
'Cause I'm flying off the beaten track, bursting with the trouble that I'm in
Throw me, throw me overboard, bludgeon me with righteous false intent
And bear me broken to your lord, 'cause he has wrought the weapons I was lent
Worse, so much worse, my curse is propinquitaphobia
Worse, so much worse, my hearse is propinquitaphobia
This masquerade is more than I can stand, my swollen heart
Is bleeding into my hands. I got my wish
I'm all on my own, so why do I feel so alone?
So push me under, hold me down, cross me off of your exclusive lists
I'm just another broken beggar weeping over chances that I've missed
Melody, oh melody, engulfed my mind in mirrors from the start
Propinquity is killing me, I think I'll sink myself into my art
Worse, so much worse, my curse is propinquitaphobia
Worse, so much worse, my hearse is propinquitaphobia
Worse, so much worse, my hearse is propinquitaphobia
Worse, so much worse, I'm cursed with propinquitaphobia
credits
from Eye On The Platform,
released August 16, 2012
Composition: Jackson, Melody Vocals: Jackson, Harmony Vocals: Hagay, Rhythm Guitar: Jackson, Lead Guitar: Hagay
Gorgeous fingerstyle guitar playing from this Portland, Oregon musician that captures the spirit of American Primitive in dazzling detail. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2021