I dance a little in the dark
Foreign as a faded spark
How did you make me feel like I was lost?
Did I speak too soon?
The smell of wine beats your perfume
I'll never know what I had until its gone
You taught me how to keep my feet
To lose the space caught underneath
But I'll never make it on my own
I'll never make it
On my own
On my own
Packing up for the road
Pockets full of cobblestone
How did you make me feel so alone?
I don't wanna wake up
I feel it all the time
I don't wanna wake up, wake up
You taught me how to keep my feet
To lose the space caught underneath
But I'll never make it on my own
I'll never make it
On my own
On my own
Don't you know your hands are tied, hands are tied
There is no escaping now, escaping now
Don't you know your hands are tied, hands are tied
There is no escaping now, escaping now
Its hard to say, its hard to say
What your missing
I watched you give it up
Its hard to say, its hard to say
What your missing
I watched you give it up
Watched you give it up
Watched you give it up
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2023
These two tracks by the Chicago folk singer were produced by Jackson and her frequent collaborators KAINA, Sen Morimoto, and Nnamdi. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 27, 2023