Happy Monday.
I have been waiting to release this song for what feels like forever but is actually only about a year. I wrote this song about a year ago and it is creepy. You’ll see through the lyrics. I tried it out at a show in Germany, continued to play it at some other random shows, and dared to record it alongside Ben Britz and Gary Leyder with the help of engineer, Aaron Jacobsen, back in the fall. I finally got all the tracks together and here it is! Enjoy. It’s up for free download right now here.
CAN YOU HEAR ME?
When I was a little child, we’d pack the car
And we’d drive to Alabama
Especially when my grandma was sick
But my mama cursed her name and said
“She’s a witch and an alcoholic”
But she was the one with the Indian blood
With the dark hair in a family fair
She was the one who saw to the end
Of her own father’s life
And he haunted her every single night
WELL CAN YOU HEAR ME?
AM I COMING THROUGH?
ALL THEM YEARS
DID THEY EVER HEAR YOU?
CAN YOU SEE ME?
THEY SAY I HAVE YOUR EYES
AND IF I DO, WILL I BE HAUNTED AT NIGHT LIKE YOU?
So we put her in an old black hearse
And we left her there in southern dirt
No I will not say that I was cursed
But I was the one to see her again first
Maybe cause I was the one who lost the faith
She’ll talk to me cause I’ll listen to what she has to say