peer into the old creed
i sought you out and changed my plea
see the choices spill out on the ground
they made no sound
little voice controls me
and flaunts around my fears abound
now you're on your own
not all alone, but changed your tone
fear the mold you call your own
maybe cold, my love, you sold
follow all the lonely
to walk about; embrace new ways
bitter noise unclear
i talk to hear my change endears
wish to feel you hold me and talk me down
to fold despair
all you ever know
will clot your eyes and stain your ears
not to sow, but reap your fears
let them go, and then, we'll grow
Two new songs from the Nashville musician (and drummer in Sad Baxter) reveal a talent for rock hooks and anthemic power pop aesthetics. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 11, 2022