I don't know what to tell you,
As I sit here in my room alone tonight.
So try to find some value
In the metaphors my mind decides to right.
I've witnessed a murder,
Not to say that I've come close to see it all
Until I live forever, I will find out when I go.
I'll run until that day
Comes too soon I've heard them say
Wait, to experience the never ending
World, I,
I'll tell you everything I know, why
I have reasons to wander my brain.
So trust me,
I'm ready,
I'm able to look inside my mind,
And I'm starting to make my peace here.
So I'll run until that day,
Comes to soon I've heard them say
I speak with letters,
That form words in my head, that form lovers.
I see with colors,
That form worlds, that form birds, that form
Myself and letters
I solemnly swear it,
It never gets better
I'll sleep, but first I will bring back the dead,
I'll eat, after I have fed all my new-found-friends
Who get to live again,
Who'll get another life until the end.
I'll keep, watching myself stumble out words,
As I greet the sleep, all of them,
They're my new-found-friends, who get to live again,
Who get another life until the end.
Hauntingly beautiful “ambient-folk mini-epics” from Portland singer-songwriter/multimedia artist Dao Strom reflect on memory and identity. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 8, 2022
