1. |
My Mother's Rage
03:42
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my mother…
my mother’s
my mother’s
rage is sleeping in my mouth
i know what you did to her
and all the women that came before her
i carry her body on my back
and my mothers rage is sleeping in my mouth
under water green and salted
is the child that lost her softness
now my own tongue is double-pointed
and my mother’s rage is sleeping in my mouth
my mother’s
rage is sleeping in my mouth
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2. |
Take Me With You
03:51
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i've been listening out for signs
i've been watching the stars at night
and i don't think they know i'm here
if i were to burn so bright, i wouldn't pay any mind
Take me, take me with you
I'm not from here, I was born under another sky
Take me, take me with you
To where the moon is blue
and the mornings heal all of your wounds
I put my hands in the earth
take a pocket of ground for luck
i'll grow forests in the sky
far away from the raging fires we light
Take me, take me with you
I'm not from here, I was born under another sky
Take me, take me with you
To where the moon is blue
and the mornings heal all of your wounds
You don't know you have home until you can't go there anymore
Take me, take me with you
I'm not from here, I was born under another sky
Take me, take me with you
To where the moon is blue
and the mornings heal all of your wounds
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3. |
Move Like A Tide
03:53
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I want to move like a tide coming for the shore
I want to get pulled out and not know where we are
I want to move like a tide coming for the shore
i want to get pulled out and not know where we are
don't be an anchor we can both jump over board
I don't want your comfort, i want to feel the cold
I like to think about all the lives i’ve lived
I start to panic when i think this might be it
cause I want to move like a tide coming for the shore
i want to get pulled out and not know where we are
don't be an anchor we can both jump over board
I don't want your comfort, i want to feel the cold
I want to move like a tide coming for the shore
never own anything never belong to anyone but myself, but myself, but myself
just like the land which feeds us all
it was never ours to conquer
give it back to itself
you can’t own what was
never yours
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4. |
What's Mine Is Yours
03:27
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nothing you can do, nothing you can say can change it
so you read the news, find snakes are hiding everywhere you look
what's mine is yours, we never really knew it til now though
and it all comes crumbling down so easily
the best that i can do is ask you to hold on tight to me, and i'll hold on to you
I'll hold on to you
what's mine is yours, we never really knew it til now though
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5. |
Made From The Earth
04:00
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These eyes can only take you so far
my skin knows what i was taught to ignore
the lungs of the trees are breathing in
The ground we hold is speaking
These words can only answer so much
why no one saw, why nobody stopped
how can you be bad when you are made from the earth?
now the moments come, can you forgive yourself?
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This ground this dirt this field where we lie
it's holding me outside of any time
how can you be bad when you are made from the earth?
now the moments come, can you forgive yourself?
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Genevieve Dawson London, UK
Genevieve Dawson is a songwriter whose music thrums with jazz-inflected rhythms of her adopted South-East London home, and a
directness and warmth brought from her upbringing singing folk songs in Scotland.
described by BBC Radio London as ‘incredibly beautiful music’ and loved by Radio 6 Music, featured by Gideon Coe and Tom Robinson on the BBC Introducing Mixtape.
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