Walls of buildings rise and fall
Friendships that don't listen at all
2 to 1, talking to 2 walls
Only things that'll listen to me talk
Hold you're breath dive right in
Closest thing to a swimming lesson
Which kept me from swimming
Which got me into guitar playing
A kid who doesn't play any sports
Doesn't have anything to stand for
Until he's taller then the lines on the door
Opinions that he just can't afford
Playing guitar instead of a soldier
In the self created high school war
At first he was pretty damn bored
But now he can play palm muted power chords
No money means we are broke
We have as much as you'd expect
So every time we get that check
At the bottoms it reads paid in folk
Tell me to swim as far as I can
Hope I can swim to my graduation
But if I don't I'll always have a band
And I will experience my life first hand
I will always fear that I'll have a stroke
And the hospital probably won't take folk
So everyday will be carried by the smells of soap
So I don't feel unclean or lose any hope
Sewing the holes I've ripped in my clothes
Has become the hobby after I doze
The highs of my life aren't much taller then my lows
Ask me my worth I don't have much to show
But I'm still happy with my family & friends
I don't fell,I have to follow any trends
The friends I've made are better then gems
That hold don't my roots and strengthen my stems
No money means we are broke
We have as much as you'd expect
So every time we get that check
At the bottoms it reads paid in folk
Drift away with these dreamlike songs from reclusive folk singer CARLENE, who pairs evocative lyrics with hushed arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2023
Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023