honey-eyed in the basement, heard june singing the switchboards to sleep
miss q is in the backyard sippin’ gin & tonics with me
it’s cold outside, but we don’t mind
it’s almost time to forget the time
set this old house on fire
home, the trees grew through the windows one day ‘round halloween
and the oven - in an outrage - started spitting gasoline
in the phone calls came like a hurricane
said, ‘winds too strong don’t bring no change
just a little bit of rain’
june retires to the attic, pulls the moon into her chest
while miss q’s speech starts slurring, smoking all my cigarettes
says, ‘tonight enough became too much
this frame just ain’t what it once was
it turned bone, it turned rust’
and by dawn each day is broken
and tomorrow would be just the same
oh, but I’d rather burn then miss q, june in turn
than sit where I’ve been and complain
miss q strikes a match and we count to three
all nowhere bound and all bound to leave
miss q, June, and me
A collection of tracks from the singer and multi-disciplinary artist's 111 collaboration series, featuring KMRU, Laraaji, and others. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024