I guess you had your eyes closed this whole time. Well it's good that we all have notions that we all deserve a river death but we might not be doing our best. Then you candidly shared an honest yarn about how you'd been kidnapped. I shared that I'd been burned. We each have learned a river death but we might just be holding our breath in water too blue to know from black.
No time to think on what's been done. All sober, fierce and pretty you came in all alone and said "we each have found a city to roam but no place to call home". Then I painfully shared how I lost my charms. You said that you were with me. You had a missing heart that you lost down on the river bed with no intention of getting it back from waters too blue to know from black.
When the fear that the love is never going to return. No, nothing's coming to get you. You felt like you were cursed. You told me through a wordy verse like this one. So go home to the coast and tend to your wounds and tell all your friends how you're trying to bloom but you never feel nourished. No, no one's really pure. And that's one thing you've truly learned but have you seen seen you at your worst. When water's too blue to know from black.
Babehoven returns with another record of indie folk songs about love, connection, and the fragility of human relationships. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 24, 2024