Spread your heart into mine,
See this dirt turn blood to wine.
Burn your head into my mind,
See these ghosts turn stone from fire.
Bury your ear beneath my chest,
and hear that hollow emptiness.
Her flood came once never came again,
Left this hole for us to mend.
Said, it left this hole for us to mend.
Everyone's a god in their own right,
Doesn't make it right.
Just means you should watch your mouth when you speak aloud at night.
Everyone's divine in their own mind,
Doesn't make it wrong.
Just means that wolves and sheep know the same old desperate song.
We bury this fury low in the earth.
Keep it down, yeah, stay down.
Learn what it means to rot yourself to gold.
Just burning bones to keep hearts warm,
ash and crowns, stay down.
You can't ever love what you didn't want to see.
Dig deep to me I'll dig deep to you.
The gods will call it wrong, but child, you know they've all been wrong about it too.
Dig deep to me I'll dig deep to you.
The gods will call it wrong, but child, you know they've all been wrong about it too.
Now it's strange, yeah it's strange,
This land that we plant our feet into.
Now it's strange, yeah it's strange,
We love what we always knew would leave.
Now it's strange, yeah it's strange,
You just want to be everything you're not.
Now it's strange, yeah it's strange,
That all you are is all you got,
It's all you got.
Dig deep to me I'll dig deep to you.
The gods will call it wrong, but child, you know they've all been wrong about it too.
Juxtaposing poetic balladry with roaring feedback and warped piano lines, the Vermonter's music is as stunning as it is unsettling. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 21, 2024