There are a million reasons why this should work
So, like a fire, this season’s gonna hurt
As you look away these eyes begin to burn
Yeah, for a long long night I twist and turn
Discovering things, quite plain, unseen before
Drinking in water not for sale in stores
To be with or without you, I cannot afford
Under this heat I twist and change my form
And these are the tales of love and loss and love
We are a weary field of flowers crushed
And we are all children without a dad or mum
We are all looking for our descending dove
So unscrew your hinges, scrape away the moss
This is the day that love will follow loss
And with trumpets and harps, give your chains a final toss
We will not fold to bribes of candy floss
Or to boys who don’t even care about us
And these are the tales of love and loss and love
We are a weary field of flowers crushed
And we are all children without a dad or mum
We are all looking for our descending dove
credits
from Me & Moon,
released January 27, 2012
Written By Lydia Cole
Lydia Cole: Vocals / Acoustic guitar / Percussion
Nic Manders: Guitars / Piano / Vocals / Percussion
Jono Wilson: Drums / Percussion
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This is the first album I found that really spoke to me as a young fem.
From the simplicity, the bass drum, specifically in landfill is so steady and soothing. I love landfill because it perfectly portrays trauma bonds, sexual or romantic relationships rooted in power imbalance. Being led on, unrequited love, constantly being clueless if someone is a real friend, or a lover. Are they yours or are they ruthlessly rogue. Untameable. Love and hate are such similar feelings, and they often mingle. clementinehatepageichangedmymind