There’s snakeskin where my feet end
I’m crawling out of my mind
Deliver me humanity
Sweet anodyne
Chorus:
Oh, Wendy – that noise at your window
Hey, baby, that isn’t the wind
Oh, now Wendy, don’t lock down your window
Ain’t the leaves feeling lonesome
That’s me
wanting in
Blowing through bottles
A new song from despair
Whisper me love songs as I move
Through your hair
Chorus
Give myself to you
My blood turned to wine
Agnus Dei
Flesh made divine
Chorus
Car is freezing
I’m weaving through night air
I cannot feel the wheel, but
I’m almost there
coda:
Oh, Wendy, that noise you hear
That ain’t the wind, no
That’s me and I’m here
Oh, Wendy, the shadow you feel
That ain’t the night, no
That’s me and I’m real
Hiss Golden Messenger transforms from a solo songwriter to a full-band on a record benefiting Durham Public Schools. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2020
This Nashville trio make ultra-catchy indie rock (in the '90s sense of the term) with taut musicianship and a freewheeling spirit. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2021