When I was 17 a close friend revealed she was pregnant. Amazement, fear and guilt adorned her presence for weeks. I attempted to comfort her.
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She stands before me
Tears stained her cheeks
The young boy cannot be found
Her tortured mind spins round
Feel free to cry on my shoulder
And you'll see that life isn't over
Beautiful sleep fills her veins
Ceases all memory of pain
Dreams heal her soul
As she awakens to a new day
Feel free to cry on my shoulder
And you'll see that life isn't over
She doesn't see that she doesn't need him
Don't believe that she'll get by
She can't find the worth inside her
Looks at me and starts to cry
She looks at me and she starts to cry
She stands before me
Not knowing whats in store
Her mind is rhythmically dancing
Searching, waiting for a cure
Feel free to cry on my shoulder
And you'll see that life isn't over
She doesn't see that she doesn't need him
Don't believe that she'll get by
She can't find the worth inside her
Looks at me and starts to cry
She looks at me and she starts to cry
Recorded at home, Six Organs of Admittance's 21st album upholds Ben Chasny's reputation for experimental psych-folk excellence. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024