empty pages (bedroom recording)

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Dear Momma, I can't find the right words to play my heartbreak
Every note is damned out of tune
Every string seems rusted
Coated with the damp of the past and the tears of the past hour
Every chord hits a bit sharp
Every measure seems abandoned

Dear Momma, stop me if you've heard this one before
He said that I was made for him: a future made from raven curls
How many times, can you recall
He said the next years were shared
The next few years were (h)ours

Words on paper
Thoughts from mind
Pages empty of memories
For future harmonies
Erase these thoughtless lines

Dear Momma, please just tuck me in and lock the door
Every memory seems ghostly
Every shadow has a smile
Spectres of a life he dared to serve to me
The knife once beside the plate
Now drips upon the floor

Words on paper
Thoughts from mind
Pages empty of memories
For future harmonies
Erase these thoughtless lines

So I can sleep
So I can sleep
So I can sleep
So I can sleep

Dear Momma, please don't draw the curtains closed to tight
I long to watch the stars appearing in the frozen night
Take some comfort in the setting of the sun
The silence of the darkness
The promise of mystery

Words on paper
Thoughts from mind
Pages empty of memories
For future harmonies
Erase these thoughtless lines

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from bedroom recordings, track released March 3, 2018

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lauren.napier Tacoma, Washington

Inspired by all forms of energy and art, lauren.napier (PunkRockDoll) takes comfort in the written word and in creative performance. With this latest musical incarnation, she hopes that you feel as though you are sitting next to her, surrounded by candles and the pull of the moon. Most sounds were written on her guitar, Görli, with productive tears, new addresses, and a few sips of whiskey. ... more

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