You know up in the clouds
There’s more to think about
Than rain in mother’s shoes.
Stories gather in
Too old to pretend.
They’re as thick as pea soup.
The droplets are incubating
Sounds of our cries
They’ll fall from the clouds
And wash out saving face and lies
The poison in our roots
was leaked from the boots
Of one thousand trampling men.
It traveled to or hearts
Where the gasping started.
Will we live again?
The water in our leaves
Transpired with our grief
¡Alors!
Seeds of good are condensating
The LA singer-songwriter revisits this year's "Ashes" LP with a collection of remixes from Kris Passion, Linus, XOR, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 10, 2021