try and get some rest
i’ll do the rest
think to what the roses find
with the arms of passion
this is how we fashion
war’s worried mind
in the hour i loved you
like it dream it was true
in the base of my pine
wilderness, vast abyss, will we ever kiss?
in her mother’s fortress she was brushing horses
manes and tails flicking flies
naked as the window
baby if it’s real,
so no need to apologize
wilderness, vast abyss, will we ever kiss?
love is on her shoulder, love is on the boulder
in the eyes, in the eye
love never leaves, love is the leaves
in the sky in the sky
"objects" let me feel like im laying down playing my guitar, head inflated with bliss; so much emotion in this record I will never live without it. adrianne's guitar playing / singing + the whole band's instrumentation is resplendent and captures some of the rawest emotions in my life. korasua
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