The fireflies a-blinking cannot seem to find their mates
The birds a-flying south cannot seem to find their way
They’re blinded by the lights
The city’s halo night
And they’re lost and lonely as I am
Sitting by the seaside hear the crashing of the waves
The tidal flow keeps time with the passing of the days
The beating of a drum
It beckons you to come
To dance to these rhythms circadian
Just below the surface is a song
Waiting for us to sing along
The music the world made before we
Drowned it all out with these machines
Boxed wine and stories over candle-lit card cames
The power went out and I learned my neighbor’s names
The snow had fallen deep
It quieted the streets
And I felt a precious sense of peace
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