The red of summer is fading
Those autumn winds are creeping in
And the crows have already flown down from
That hill side
Where you can take a little more than you give
The bones of the trees are rattling
The stars are unhinged from the sky
So we can look clearly out past the horizon
And shake the dust and the leaves from our eyes
I’ll sing to and I’ll sing for you softly
Like the wind does to a field of cain
And I’ll dance with you out in the harvest
Where we can lay all our worries in the grain
Where we can lay all our worries in the grain
The moon now she’s gently resting
And the oceans unchained from her past
And somewhere in basement of her memory
She’ll pull us in and then sail us back
Throw those last stones of summer into the river
Follow that evening light down a gravel road
Where the wind will be whispering through the barley
And twirling through that field of crows
The Icelandic songwriter packs her stunning debut with sweeping melodies delivered via intimate, folky arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2023