#girlwithguitar #indiepop #folkpop

*I am having a lot of trouble with Reaper, getting levels, pans, rendering - no idea what is going on but I can't fuss with it any more. Hoping the next song doesn't have these issues.

They called for snow; the sky is clear The air is still; it’s quiet, calm, severe Behind your eyes: a dark frontier Expressionless, your countenance austere I will brace for the volley

We deal the deck; we set the place The two of hearts, the knives, the cups, the plates No discussion, no debate You and I: a constant steeplechase They shoot horses, don’t they?

In my dreams I’m waiting for the deluge A blizzard that will blanket all the world Put us all to bed Sleepy people-heads Are lost and dispossessed

A winter’s breath; a cool cocoon I’ll hibernate within this white waiting room A draft composed, un nom de plume I’ll be the storm, the water, the sonic, the boom I will come down like a comet And set it all on fire

In your dreams you’re waiting for the deluge A blizzard that will blanket all the world And tuck us all in bed Oh sleepy people-heads It’s time to wake instead