Lyrics

With an intelligence, like networks of mushrooms I am learning how to breathe deeply Yoga With Adrienne, the everything just sprawls As always, I don't know what to say Strange armour, a petal rosary I wish I knew how to cry Phil Elverum sings and David Berman's dead What relief is found in ritual fires? Bodies of water wind: a vulgar gesture like When you say that it might be OK Strange armour, a petal rosary A blissful kingdom, all things forgotten Some days it's hard but some days it's just a painting I wish I knew how to cry Run and run, gold in the eye Blue on the lip, at piece for a whilе We say our goodnights, I start to cycle home Gеt hit by a car and break my teeth But beauty is a wound or just, there's a kind of charm In carving out a person from their youth