This disease and its gnashing teeth
It brings me to my knees
Makes me bow before God
I’m not proud that that’s what it took
To make me believe what’s in every good book
All these chemicals that made you sick
Wanna find the man who made them and show this to him
The long lonesome hallways and the ruined plans
The look in your eyes and the trembling hands
I tried to be patient like my mother but I can’t be
We ran aground now honey, sit tight and hope
we’ll float out on the rising tide
You said the breeze it feels oh so sweet
But you must be getting old cause it’s something old folks say
As a measure of time well, what good is age
It takes so many years to learn to hold on the days
They can pour all this money down the hole in your side
But all the money on wall street these tears can’t dry
They’ve got plans for our pockets, cigarettes for our lungs
Poison for our babies and bullets for our guns
I am a cog in this machine
That ruins lives of people unseen
I can’t stop it but Lord, let me try
It’s a sad, sad feeling comes to visit at night
Julien Baker is an acquired taste - assuming of course you’ve acquired great taste in singer songwriters… beautiful, devastating, honest, insightful… I’ve not heard a single song of hers that hasn’t left me in absolute awe. crisbroadhurst
Nashville Americana artist Stephen Simmons reaches deep into his own family tree for an album of clear-eyed, open-hearted storytelling. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 28, 2020