Bluebell, garlic,
Oxlip, parsley,
Hoverfly and speckled wood,
Lead me to the silver birch,
Roll and coil through twists of crime,
Coil and breathe about my feet,
Bluebell crawling- seethe in green.
Tears are melting in the earth,
I have given you myself,
Nature my mistress of pain,
Why did you forsake my name,
Why'd you take it all away?
Running holly, brambles snag feet,
Horses, blackthorn - Fly blown,
Lead me to the clearest source,
Render please these rocks to crumble,
Nitrogen about my feet,
Phosphorate these roots to feel,
Flesh and bone as mind is one,
Tears and mem'ries, scoured flesh,
What exactly's wanted here?
I've analysed each waking dream,
Mistress of this torture game,
Why did you forsake my place?
Why did you forsake my name?
Interactions, ev'ry thought,
I've analysed and picked apart,
Lead me from this scratching match,
Hands are cut upon the bark,
Clutch for threads in fissures deep,
Cracks that marr these making dreams,
Why'd you lead me back to here?
Tell me what you want from me?
Glaciers leave this tired scree,
Carved in hollows whilst we scream,
Clawing wildly at our cage,
Blood is melting in the earth,
Why did you forget my plea?
Tears are drowning all the earth,
Wet rot crumbles stone to soil,
Trees will fall and grasses burn,
Gorse lit fire holds hostage hands,
Why did you forsake my place?
Why did you forsake my name?
French singer-songwriter Sophia Djebel Rose makes shadowy, minimal psych-folk with magnetic and immediate emotional connection. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 29, 2022
Sydney's folk noir duo expand their sound into haunting compositions that are somewhere between beautiful and melancholy. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 10, 2017