From where i sit
it’s all a fucking bore
Laughter pours in the empty space
And its swallowed up
There’s no blood from stone
My heart is not a home
It’s so jolly just slitting throats and drinking gasoline
My heart is a flower lying on cold grey stone
Stuck to stupid plans
Those noisey limping ghosts
And i don’t feel anything
Or anywhere
My heart is open, like an empty motionless hand
If i shrivel up
I’ll be almost home
No more amused by what i see
No less alone
My heart is a flower lying on cold grey stone
fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
Shannon Lay put her unique spin on some favorite songs, from Elliott Smith and Vashti Bunyan to Ty Segall and Arthur Russell. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 16, 2023
Shannon Lay's soft psychedelia calls to mind the pastoral folk of 60s and 70s artists like Pentangle and Sandy Denny. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2021