Cerulean Salt

Swan Dive - Waxahatchee I cling to indifference, you to your worst memory dark winter morning you honk your car horn at me and I will grow out of all the empty bottles in my closet and you'll quit having dreams about a swan dive to the hard asphalt o

Lips And Limbs - Waxahatchee Could you be extraordinary? Stems and seeds, bucket seats. This house is full of slurred speech. You're tormented, I watch you bleed. And with this drink I'll take you back home We are shimmering bright. Stagger through u

Hollow Bedroom - Waxahatchee I left like I got my way But truly I left with nothing at all When I saw you the next day I knew they'd hear our breath through these walls we are late we are loud we'll remain connected as you're reading out loud Mirrori

Peace And Quiet - Waxahatchee Indepedent alabaster, The radio can't hear the words. You grow as big as the ocean. Soon they will and destroy. But you can run, You can hide, You're a giant. They depend on the damned That you call yours. If I muster th

i'm not a whipper in the wind or solace laying at the bottom of a bottle or your thick skin escape yells both our names out loud we run like hell, i'll write a tragic epilogue and you'll act it out i watched your dad give you away i watched him drink