i’ll try to speak in phrases that sound self assured
“machines became the scenes of some forgotten world”
this lonely caravan
with only ativan
the smell of sanitation’s got me feeling down
this benedryl iv has turned my head around
my hair is falling out
my parents are calling now
it’s the same though
i’m the only child
i can play for all the wings and wires
i’m ashamed of all the things i’ve done
i stay away from all the chosen ones
These tracks are straightforward and concise, never relying on gauzy metaphors to complicate her declarations of love. Bandcamp Album of the Day Dec 20, 2017
This is a wonderful album. It is personal, senitive, and caring. I love to here Sturgill sing, and wish had found him earlier. I thsnk wnku for playing local artists. I lived in Jackson Ky. And know how sad the drugs have made so many hometowns. Keep singing you are great. carolfaulkner