They join hands and circle around a mist
The daughters take form amidst the morning dews
And the sons join them too
In the shape of a crown
A belt of human stars tie around the waist
Of the meadows and the marsh
Heather and charm
Fallen fathers just want to name the garden
Well ain't your mother safe?
Ain't your mother safe?
Meridians we are without fault
Invisible lightning bolts
Halo of chalk
Bones dirt and salt
I'm not blue
I am violet blood inside your veins
Another hue to paint your mother's grace
To paint your mother's grace
Unlock my heart and walk me to my fate
Please cultivate this heart
So that I may someday be her sky
Her wide open terrain
Her day her night
Within our mother's face
Within our mother's face.
Straddling the threshold between studio performance and digital technique; the NYC artist applies "fake jazz" principles to synthpop. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024
A collection of tracks from the singer and multi-disciplinary artist's 111 collaboration series, featuring KMRU, Laraaji, and others. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024