The moon was full and it left me howling
My head was spinning and my heart was growling
I've received crimson stains on my sheets that morning
The world felt big and the tides were moving
And I stopped caring too much about my outside
I stopped caring too much about my outside
Didn't wanna be told what I'm supposed to look like
Didn't wanna be told what makes a woman look right
So I took off my clothes
And I jumped right in
The 3 am water
It soaked my skin
The full moon tide was up to my chin
I looked at you and your mischief grin
I looked at you and your mischief grin
You better cut off your wings cause you're held up by strings now
Cut off your wings 'cause you're held up by strings now
And I stopped caring too much about my outside
I stopped caring too much about my outside
Didn't wanna be told what I'm supposed to look like
Didn't wanna be told what makes a woman look right
Cerebral palsy curbed his ability to play guitar the conventional way, so Nagoda learned double slide, this is his debut LP.
Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2014
With virtuosic guitar-playing and evocative singing, Carl “Buffalo” Nichols returns Black stories to folk and blues. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 9, 2021
Gorgeous and moving, this album fills a musical void in my collection that I didn't know existed. With lyrics that speak about the human condition and instrumentals that have a medieval flair, this has become my new musical addiction 😁 Not a single note is wasted here 9RnK7