clutch tighter to your drink
your stories and your thieves
they'll never know you again
with you wit and your charm
you'll keep them at bay
at least an arm's length away
cause they stole what you swore they'd never find
the core of your soul, the ember of your fire
and they put you underneath the blade
cut your dreams away, destroyed all your faith
so you drink it down
so you drink it down
so you drink it down
and let it wash your sins away
so you forget everybody's name
friends and foes the same
no you'll never know them again
and those cuts around your neck
you'll do it just yet
just keep that nine to five
cause they stole what you swore they'd never find
the song in your heart, the reason for your might
and they put you underneath the blade
cut your dreams away, destroying all your faith
so you drink it down
so you drink it down
so you drink it down
and let it wash your life away
you tore your dress just to cover your shoulders
you left and came back and all you looked was older
so what’s this testament you keep on preaching?
with all this running ‘round I know I shouldn't believe it
so your father hasn’t called in at least five weeks
and your mother turns away from all the signs she sees
and your sister couldn't care less, she knew you were reckless
and your brother doesn't know yet, cause he’s in the same mess
just sit back, just relax
let's talk it over
just remember that it takes time
just sit back, just relax
take it easy
someday you’ll love what you left behind
so you ask me what I think, what’s the best this can go
but you left us in the dark, without a reason or note
but I believe that you can rise above this fray
so before you run off, all I wanted to say
wind strikes a field of the innocent
trouble’s never far behind
say it out loud is a misstep
you always keep that in mind
you were cold as a stone
with the emptiest stare in your eyes that I’ve ever known
it was always a rose
the charade we played couldn’t change the name of what it was
the fight went well after midnight
we never felt so old
touch becomes something useless
like suturing infected wounds
we were cold the stone
spent our youthful days refusing to give up the ghost
with so many oaths
we were sure to end up as alone as we were before
but we lie awake
touching our hands to the face
that we used to blame
now we can't look away
with our hearts on the wire
we both just lie
holding on to something
that wasn’t ours to own
and the wind blows on
when the fire’s gone
the wind urges on
about
this is a collection of songs.
i wrote them.
i want you to have them.
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022
Charming German indie pop with the keen melodic sensibilities and melancholic undercurrent of some of the style's best practitioners. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2021
Despite its themes of isolation and loneliness, Caroline White's latest batch of folk-pop confessionals is an LP brimming with confidence. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 7, 2019
On “Meet Me By the River,” Dawn Landes’s self-described “Nashville record,” buoyant country melodies settle deep into lush instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2018