I am bleeding from my feet
Leaving trails in the sand
So you can follow and find me here
Leaning off the end of a pier
Watching shadows of bull sharks feed
And I hush them at their reeling
I wanna hear the fishes screaming
I wanna know if my blood is a fluid as that
Which flows through the Gulf of Mexico
I am standing on some peak
Appalachian breathing fog
Am I no better than the masses below?
Kneeling to their Gods, singing hymns as old as them
Oh so frightened that it's never enough
And I hush them at their singing
I wanna hear the people screaming
I wanna know if my blood is as fluid as that which flows through the air in Carolina
Won't you let me off, yes I think I got a girl I need to see
I need to see
No one ever told me that there 'aint no doin' harm in being free
In being free
This New Haven duo write bright and emotionally resonant folk music where sweeping strings elevate gorgeous melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 23, 2021
Edd Donovan's day job as a social worker brings a sense of empathy to his elegantly constructed political folk music. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 26, 2019