And We Are One: "Now tell me, Karma. If you could turn the key to end the world, wouldn't you do it? Just to see what it's like? Just to one-two-skip-a-few all the way to the end of this sad, silly story?"
And heaven died for someone, and God’s still in his sky.
And time is ever waiting to catch us when we die.
And love lies in between us, and life leaks out your eye.
And God is ever waiting to catch us when we die.
And God lies in between us—our hearts as soft as time.
And life blooms in between us to catch us when we die.
I hope you know we love you. I hope you know we care. I hope one day you realize that we are all that’s there.
I hope the Lord protects me. I hope He keeps me safe. I hope one day I’ll see him… I’ll see His shining face…
And heaven’s sickly scary, and God’s a butterfly:
He changes right before you, and then he floats on by.
And time is like a river, and mine will soon run dry.
And we’ll stand on the shoreline, awaiting our sunrise.
And rings of light surround us—with nothing left inside—on planets spinning lifeless, where nothing feels or dies.
And now once seemed so distant. And then now seems so distant. And my now seems so distant. And your now will be distant.
And our second synthetic children were born to live forever and gravity sucked them all back to the start.
And millions of saints were rejoicing in heaven when gravity sucked them all back to the start.
And poor Juliet fell from the parapet and then gravity sucked her back to the start.
Gathered from everywhere we come together in one pulsing particle... where we are one.
Scream for the dawn: the handshake, the heartbreak, the sand and the sun.
Scream for the young: the birthrate, the mandate: delight everyone.
Scream for the wronged: the terror, the error, the fall from above.
Scream for eon: the next step, the respite: to know God is love.
Scream for the dawn: the daycare, the high chair, the sixty-four stars.
Scream for the young: the soulmate, the first date, tonight will be ours.
Scream for the wronged: the sickness, the near-miss, the bottle of pills.
Scream for eon: the rainbow, the skyglow, the heart resting still!
Rhode Island singer-songwriter and producer Laura Wolf enshrouds sophisticated chamber music richly textured dream pop, ornate yet organic. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 24, 2021
Super tasty appetizer of an EP, featuring mixes by Son Lux and Mason Jar. Sets the table nicely for MBD's Fall album. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 15, 2014
