And I see the way you look
When you think I'm not looking forward
That I'm lying in a trap of scared assumption
It's a certain kind of sickness
A wrong turn of conversation
A kiss on the trembling hand of our love
And you could barely drive when I said,
"I don't fucking care anymore.
I don't see the point of lying for
What I am only tearing apart."
And you could barely speak
When I saw your reflection in the windshield
Fall in a space I know too well.
That I am not your comfort anymore.
God, won't you please stay with me?
Won't you please live with me?
I can't survive without your touch
Of gentle persuasion,
Of rested assurance,
Of finding a home and having it
Finally stay
i forgot how good this record is, i picked up the vinyl at a record store figuring i would listen again eventually, and here i am the same night enjoying every track. definitely worth listening!! katt2
Another devastatingly beautiful batch of indie rock confessionals from Ontario singer, producer, and multi-instrumentalist Linnea Siggelkow. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2024
Julien Baker is an acquired taste - assuming of course you’ve acquired great taste in singer songwriters… beautiful, devastating, honest, insightful… I’ve not heard a single song of hers that hasn’t left me in absolute awe. crisbroadhurst