Song of the Day
Let me briefly rhapsodize about this album. I always had the inkling Emily was an amazing lyricist but this album proved that tenfold. It's very stark and melancholic without being overly so. Simply put, when you are depressed, this is perfect mood music. It neither invalidates you or does it validate you.
I was so depressed my first year of college. I used to take walks around Edinboro listening to this album- it just hit a chord.
Emily wrote it following the death of her poet father several years ago. You can sort of tell this album was her way of coping with it.
She has not done any follow-ups to this.
To never open a book, always reading a magazine
Outspend, betting if it looks like winning you haven't been
Knives don't have your back
I wait and I count, the knives don't have your back
I wait and I count to the last breath we take
What we made, doesn't make sense
What's a wolf without a pack?
Open your chest and take the heart from it
Open your chest
What's bad, we'll fix it
What's wrong, we'll make it all right, all right
It's gone, we'll find it
Takes so long, we've got time
All the time
Some part of you, too small to lose
Some part of you, too small to lose
All of us, All of you
All of us, All of you counting to the last breath we take
What we made, doesn't make sense
What's a wolf without a pack?
Open your chest and take the heart from it
When you talk, can I tape you?
How'd you get what we don't know?
We don't know how to help
Only know how to hound
Nose to the grindstone
Grindstone to the ground
Don't even visit that place,
they'll sharpen their teeth on your smile
I'm glad you didn't
All our songs will be lullabies in no time.
I was so depressed my first year of college. I used to take walks around Edinboro listening to this album- it just hit a chord.
Emily wrote it following the death of her poet father several years ago. You can sort of tell this album was her way of coping with it.
She has not done any follow-ups to this.
To never open a book, always reading a magazine
Outspend, betting if it looks like winning you haven't been
Knives don't have your back
I wait and I count, the knives don't have your back
I wait and I count to the last breath we take
What we made, doesn't make sense
What's a wolf without a pack?
Open your chest and take the heart from it
Open your chest
What's bad, we'll fix it
What's wrong, we'll make it all right, all right
It's gone, we'll find it
Takes so long, we've got time
All the time
Some part of you, too small to lose
Some part of you, too small to lose
All of us, All of you
All of us, All of you counting to the last breath we take
What we made, doesn't make sense
What's a wolf without a pack?
Open your chest and take the heart from it
When you talk, can I tape you?
How'd you get what we don't know?
We don't know how to help
Only know how to hound
Nose to the grindstone
Grindstone to the ground
Don't even visit that place,
they'll sharpen their teeth on your smile
I'm glad you didn't
All our songs will be lullabies in no time.
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