It seems I still haven't healed
from the wax that I spilled
from the candle that you lit
to live a little longer,
feel a little younger,
building castles like a kid.
But tell me now,
how should I spend my time here,
if I don't have the money
to buy myself a puppeteer?
But luckily,
the remedy
for my humanness
is on the wings of birds
and is flying from the west.
And I've been using my claws,
all my drawings
and my flaws
to build a quiet nest,
so that you might return,
full of caution and concern,
lay your head down and rest on me...
You are the last piece of art I need
for my museum.
The Icelandic songwriter packs her stunning debut with sweeping melodies delivered via intimate, folky arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2023