These strings have been my voice,
these strings have been my silence -
the lines that give my strength,
the bars that bound my keep.
This muse is my redemption,
but will drown me in the deep -
I pray for inspiration,
I pray for my release.
The silence undone
with unsaid things sung.
Not time, not pride, not presence of mind,
not flight, not dark, not light,
naught but the love that once held you to me
ends our story, and truly lets us leave.
To forgive is to be free
of wounds to him and wounds to me.
And in time, we’ll see we will love once more.
Introspective, homespun folk tunes from John Donne that feel informed by the sugary bleakness of '80s and '90s indie pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 1, 2023