She folds origami
Out of the coaster where I'd rest my beer.
I can still see it
On my bookshelf from where I lay here.
She asks if it's my last one
Cause I'm expressive when I've been drinking.
And I'm still a secret,
And she hates to hear what they've been thinking.
Everybody looks just like her today.
Or maybe she just looks like everybody.
Maybe that's what truly drew me,
Is her inherent familiarity.
She'd always paint her nails in the colours I wanted.
And she knew I loved when she used my full name.
Not supposed to be together in the places we haunted.
But we were happy there sharing the blame.
Everybody looks just like her today.
Or maybe she just looks like everybody.
Maybe that's what truly drew me,
Is her inherent familiarity.
I just wanted her to make it stop.
Can someone make sure she hears this please.
Cause I know that she's not listening.
The Icelandic songwriter packs her stunning debut with sweeping melodies delivered via intimate, folky arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2023