Still

I'll wrap up my bones

And leave them

Out of this home

Out on the road

Two feet standing on a principle

Two hands longing for each others warmth

Cold smoke seeping out of colder throats

Darkness falling, leaves nowhere to go

It's spiraling down

Biting words like a wolf howling

Hate is spitting out each others mouths

But we're still sleeping like we're lovers

Still with feet touching

Still with eyes meeting

Still our hands match

Still with hearts beating

Two feet standing on a principle

Two hands longing for each others warmth

Cold smoke seeping out of colder throats

Darkness falling, leaves nowhere to go

Daughter - Still

/ The day will come when I will look in the sky the same way asking how are you there, without me... /

Whatever I say, my words will not be able to describe a small fraction of how beautiful this song is... This magic, ephemerality and depth of post-rock, this elusive and pure sadness, this genuine beauty. The voice of this girl is a pure fragile vessel filled with unique beauty and unbearable sadness. And I will keep it carefully, I promise.