a fragile likeness
the world ensnared in bubbles
droplets on a stone
this womb don't like us
i can't escape the feeling
something is amiss
what they noticed on the sonar
hard to comprehend
I was bulging from your waistline
sown into your hem
lead me toward the morning
I don't need to understand
I am wrapped inside you
you don't need to hold my hand
(is it yours or is it mine?
you can't tell when you're intertwined)
oh please don't lie to us
the world cant hold a love like this-
we share the same heart.
Hiss Golden Messenger transforms from a solo songwriter to a full-band on a record benefiting Durham Public Schools. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2020