Who could tell me I'm wanted?
I don't really wanna know
But I can tell from these faces
I'm wanted to go
My stuffed animal friends are the ones that keep me warm
Oh the graphite against the paper
And my fingers are bleeding from singing out my pain
And the crows outside my room looking forlorn
My yarn sewn sleeves are attractive to the honeybees
Oh the smell of a forest after rain
All these things as comforts for me
In the grey valley of immorality
Hollfron is the process of turning insane
To get where I'm going I will need it
And the red mountains shadow myself from the sun
I'll ride the black dragons of which I've tamed
Slow like the snow
Falling sideways as I crow
Grasping pine trees smell quite nice
This pumpkin pie will suffice
The proceeds from Laura Stevenson’s stark, moving new single benefit Safe Horizon, dedicated to empowering victims of abuse. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 26, 2018
Winsome and winning indie pop songs on the latest from The Chairman Dances, where erudite lyrics are cradled by gorgeous arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 30, 2023