a voice like dry leaves
calls me up the mountain
and I'm glad to see the evening come
the sun is out as late as I'm gone
up to the sill the kettle sang
the stone floor as cold as ice
rouse up a little flame
of wood smoke and confidence all the same
lost in the crowd
on the heels of a lark
that splits at the seems
if I try too hard
and all the while
this heaviness is lost on me
by chance I'd see
what I'm supposed to be
the wind runs out the candle flame
the smell of dust in the moonlight
and in that dream I made a crown
the kingdom never lost but not found
a room of mirrors
a constant reminder of how little I've done
Oliver, I'm not a young man
A collection of twinkling bedroom folk-pop demos from Fahim Rahman that arcs from hushed intimacy to sweeping cinematic emotionality. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 6, 2021
The latest from Jessica Pratt retains the sense of mystery that characterized her previous albums, adding expansive arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2019