Taken from a severed form
This hand is reaching forward
Opening and closing with the day
And all it can’t contain
The matter and the mate to have and hold
And old stones
Take, repeat, pattern keep
We are not alone
Blood and bone, ages of our fathers
Surface now and grow
Southern sweet, the sullen air would rise
And wrap around us
Days we spent in warmth and water claim
A future love would make
Our bodies float away and give us hope,
A new home
Take, repeat, pattern keep
We are not alone
Blood and bone, ages of our fathers
Surface now and grow
All we know
Taken from the wreckage of our family home
Let it go
Can we forget what was shown?
Take, repeat, pattern keep
We are not alone
Blood and bone, ages of our fathers
Surface now and grow
Gonzo. Passion. The Ming Vase. Haunting and beautiful. Every listen brings a new favorite.
Do something like this again, Miss Emma. Please let the answer be yes. Please let the answer be yes! alien9
their songwriting and delivery is so authentic, it really makes me feel like I am there in a room with them maybe with a small group of people, that everything is going to be okay, we can share our hopes and our sorrows with each other. we will love again. youngrichhomeless
The Alabama duo's fifth album exults in dusty Americana, showcasing rich vocal harmonies alongside blissful folk instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
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Paper Window emotionally captures me with every listen. It houses my favourite song ever written and keeps me together when all hope feels lost. Keith Porteous (they/em)