It took hold of me
I saw a grown man crying
I ricocheted the difference as a stranger kindly watching
From a park bench across the street
And it took hold of me
I wonder what this man is borrowing.
Has he unlocked the pattern from that well that he’s been drawing from
As he dips the shadows unto his feet?
And it took hold of me
Was someone planting him a garden?
Was her hair as long as the streams within a fountain
Pouring light
Into a home he could not keep
Oh how nice to see a pattern broken
When I’ve never even seen my father weep
So it took hold of me
Was someone planting him a daughter
Was her life as strong as the river pushing water from the sides
And gently out to sea
And it took hold of me
I offer cigarette and lighter
I know it isn’t much but if it makes spirits feel higher
We push the smoke out into the street
Into the street
It works every Monday morning... Amy May Ellis is the best antidote to weariness and lack of energy. This EP is fabulous. We got fire, indeed. Son Canciones
Julie Arsenault is one of the world's best kept secrets. This album is a gem of beautiful tenderness. Music doesn't get much better than this. Son Canciones
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I love how spacious yet intimate the mixing and lyrics are. Everything comes together so well. I especially love when more elements start to be brought as the album reaches it's climax. pacificbird