A desert chasm keeps us land-locked,
If it weren't so far we would have walked around by now.
But a crow gathers up a crowed, well honey 'aint you proud.
A red polka-dot dress white beaming dreaming
Watching the tree change, season redeeming.
A pen and ink, let's me know exactly how she thinks,
and my heart leaps, while my leerer weeps.
Never ever run aground, she's so solely renown,
please don't ever let me see you frown, it's not like we're going down.
This wasn't so hard before Pandora's regards
But now I'm asking for Dante's advice, he says always think twice
Before writing your own prescriptions, for your own afflictions.
Never ever run aground, she's so solely renown,
please don't ever let me see you frown, it's not like we're going down.
Oh how boy adores her soul to feet, thinks of her before he falls into sleep.
Under a moon. Dreams of taking her there inside a hot air balloon.
The Australian folk-pop singer tackles deconstruction, her Christian childhood, and sexuality on her infectious sophomore album. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 14, 2023