A flower blooms softly, pushing through the fertile land, carving symbols in the sand—
A creature of beauty, born to love.
But you were, so quickly, taken from your life of bliss, passed around in avarice—
Deeply hurt, you vanished in disgust.
Fly, seraphim, fly. Guardians of the weak, in you we place our trust. Lead us into your care.
Where the shackles of time are freed—
Where the stars find their twins upon the sea—
I know there your true home will be:
Beautiful dreamer, covered in scars.
Though the dewdrops have long since dried,
And the mermaids have taken to the sky,
Still I’ll search for what’s left behind,
Clutching your memory close to my heart, if we should part.
You gave me your story, but you’ve changed so much it’s hard just to say now who you are—
A specter hangs over who I knew.
And maybe you’re happy in the mask you wear so well, in the dreams you never tell;
If only we could see that side too.
Breathe, seraphim, breathe! Don’t you know our pain is far too much to bear? Please don’t abandon us!
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