she’s got an iron lung
and I’ve forgotten
where I’m from
like, where I grew up
under that rock
you say
that the “patterns” will tell you
but the “patterns” have spoken their mind
and it doesn’t look so promising
I’ll touch your broken bones
but my fingers are a biting cold
and I’ll,
I’ll touch your broken bones
but I can’t feel what I can’t hold
and how am I to wake this slumber?
build a fire, watch it “burning umber” [oil painting reference lolz]
I’ll touch your broken bones
but I can’t feel what I can’t hold and...
she’s got an iron lung and I...
she’s got an iron lung and I...
“Write The Soil Lighter” is full of beguilingly mysterious folk-adjacent music, shrouded in shadow and atmospherics. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 30, 2023