Same Damn Door
I find myself suspended, upended, this is not what I intended when I tried to teach myself to fly. / It’s more like hanging or strangling, feels like God has got me dangling on a wire in a vacant sky. / Every night I lie awake and find that I am kicking at the same damn door. / I ring the doorbell and I knock, then I try to pick the lock, but it is shut to me forevermore. / At eleven past seven my appointment was in heaven. In the lobby they x-rayed my soul for sin. / When they checked it and inspected it their divine staff detected it was too much of a risk to let me in. / Every night I lie awake and find that I am kicking at the same damn door. / I try to dynamite it, get some gasoline and light it, but it’s shut to me forevermore. / If you’d kindly not remind me that my shadow’s right behind me nipping at my heels with every step. / It’s important I ignore it or else
I might get absorbed into the shadow of my former self. / Every night I lie awake and find that I am kicking at the same damn door. / I try the padlock with a hacksaw, I attack it with an axe, but it is shut to me forevermore. / Every night I lie awake and find that I am kicking at that same damn door. / I bring out the nuclear arms. I try all my girlish
charms. Then I beg and I plead, slip a smoke bomb underneath. And I bash it and I scratch it and I hack it whack it smack it and it doesn’t even dent it, I throw all my weight against it, and I dress up like a girl scout, I bring all my very worst out, but it’s shut to me forevermore.
Recorded in two weeks in the hills of Mount Tamalpais, these songs travel through everyday monotony to the sublime and beautiful. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 5, 2016
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