we fled to Reedsburg to the bottom of a ridge
where elms lay there dying like the ocean's swallowed ships
wild turkeys woke us, the stars screamed out at night
I saw you on that hilltop and you saw me in the light
in your empty attic hung a floating tv
behind its awful static played a vision of our dreams
I was chasing your love, you were chasing me
our heads lay by the fire, but our hunger rose from our feet
I could feel the wind
blue-blowing from the west
like the mystery of you
I'll move on
I could feel the wind
blue-blowing you away
but I followed you to Reedsburg
and I intended to stay
so I hid in the garden like a buddha unseen
scattered all around me, shells of the Marshallese
black magic on the grave of our winded love
could you feel that wind
blue-blowing you away
could you feel that wind
begging you to stay
oh I could feel that wind
blowing you away
I could feel that black magic on our grave
Incredible songwriting and vocals. The songs are so beautiful and are full of honesty and freshness. I'm very glad I discovered Julie's music! nick arne
Julien Baker is an acquired taste - assuming of course you’ve acquired great taste in singer songwriters… beautiful, devastating, honest, insightful… I’ve not heard a single song of hers that hasn’t left me in absolute awe. crisbroadhurst
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