When I was a kid I lived inside my head
Never met anyone or anyone's friends
I lived all alone in a matchbox I kept
Under my pillow where nobody went
When I turned fifteen I went over the edge
Started to write and cut open my skin
Never too loud I sang out as I bled
Quiet and proud without making a mess
When I was nineteen I learned just what it meant
To suffer and ache at another mans hand
And I carry that night like a hole in my head
Easy to live with but hard to forget
When I was like twenty and nothing made sense
I fell down the staircase and into your hands
You carried me home and you put me to bed
Gave it away, didn’t ask for it back
Now I live all alone inside your chest
Miles away from you in a bedroom I rent
But after I come home and everything ends
It’s just me and you and the matchbox I kept
credits
from Get Well Soon,
released May 1, 2020
Produced by William Smith
Mastered by Aneek Thapar
Guitar - Joseph Ricci
Bass - Janus Jakobsen
Violin - Jamie Metcalfe
Julien Baker is an acquired taste - assuming of course you’ve acquired great taste in singer songwriters… beautiful, devastating, honest, insightful… I’ve not heard a single song of hers that hasn’t left me in absolute awe. crisbroadhurst
The latest from Jessica Pratt retains the sense of mystery that characterized her previous albums, adding expansive arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 6, 2019
The sweetness of the harmony and beauty of the tracks made me have to purchase this album. The vocals float like ethereal sprites with compelling warmness yet a certain captivating sadness as well. This is what Americana should sound like... this is what country should sound like... for it's so real and emotionally delivered... yet absolutely gorgeous. theexplodingogre