I sat next to a hole, i wanted to bury me
put sands in my lungs, i call it my bed
but Now when I lay with you my bed is what's under me,
On vines in the ground or white holland sheets
When I rise I hope that your next to me,
I hope that you're whispering words that are true,
But words are just fuzzy things, slimy on the inside,
I wait for your call-ALL
Now I sit by the purest spring, singing a happy tune
and hope you will pass me by and stay for the day
And if you don't notice me, then I will bring to you
a lonely and miserable bird that will sing to you
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Dreamy, intimate experimental pop, part of the artist's challenge to herself to write and record a song every single day of the year. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 22, 2017
Experimental free jazz on the latest from the Ryan Pollie Quartet, combining the sound of the past with futuristic touches. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 20, 2023