Ingredients

Описание: Ingredients questions what we’re told is good for us — especially when the labels get longer and the trust gets thinner.
It’s about food, bodies, and the instinct that fewer explanations often mean more honesty.

This is not instruction.
It’s intuition.

Lyrics

They wrap it up in softer words
Clean labels, quiet lies
Small print reads like chemistry
On something meant to keep us alive

They say it’s made for children
But it lasts forever on a shelf
Too many names I can’t pronounce
Too little trust left for myself

Every box says “natural”
Every jar says “pure”
But nothing grown to feed a child
Should need a lecture to be sure

Less names, less noise
Less things added in
Food shouldn’t travel further
Than the place it’s grown within

They say don’t touch the butter
They say don’t eat the eggs
Then pour another oil
From a factory we never see instead

Organic stamped in green and white
Still swimming in refined heat
Pressed, stripped, deodorized
Then sold back as something clean

They blame the old familiar things
The fat, the yolk, the taste
While bottles full of altered seeds
Get dressed up as a better way

Health is sold in portions
Measured, weighed, controlled
But hunger isn’t solved by math
It’s solved by what we used to know

Less names, less noise
Less things added in
Food shouldn’t need defending
If it’s meant to nourish skin

They say don’t trust tradition
Say it’s all outdated thought
But the newer that the food becomes
The more it feels like something bought

My mother cooked with what she had
Nothing shiny, nothing new
No list longer than the meal
No promise printed on the truth

If it spoils, let it spoil
If it melts, let it change
Better that than eating things
Designed to never age

I don’t want perfect
I don’t want clean
I just want fewer reasons
To doubt the things we eat

Less ingredients
More time
More hands
More heat

Tags

indie folk, slow music, contemplative listening, Static Harbour