You molt your feathers after dark
Hide in your skin into the dawn
Old pines burn after char
Can you carry me home if it’s not too far
Cutting through my apex space
Cutting through the mountain curves
Balanced always safe
To the blackened belly of a third
Asking who created this place
Loneliness said the words
Who loves you
Loneliness said the words
Who takes care of you
It’s not the first time you have stole
Some words should only hold the truth
The ones who mend them take a toll
Maybe I can’t help you
Through the door the undivider
To the street warm with lavender
Lumber burning, fire seethe
Incense in the air to breathe
Becoming with the air inside me
This sweet, mournful “loose concept” album from folk artist Ian McCuen tracks a journey across the bleak landscape of American life. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 22, 2022
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