I know it’s late, but I’m calling
To let you know I’m in town
I hear that you’re raising a baby
I hear that you’ve settled right down
Don’t say a thing, if you don’t wanna
I’m happy to just hear you breathe
I know it’s not wise to be calling
But I chose this method to grieve
Nothing burns like a secret sun
That hides its light behind the moon
Though gravity might bring us down
The secret sun will be rising soon
The telephone lines will wind around our love
Don’t pull too fast, or you’ll unravel our love
Don’t do that
We should have gone to Vienna
That summer we started to burn
We could have invested in travel
Instead of just waiting our turn
Our hearts cried aloud for some water
So we obliged with our tears
And made the decision to burden
Our souls for a couple of years
Nothing burns like a secret sun
That hides its light behind the moon
Though gravity might bring us down
The secret sun will be rising soon
I know you’re a friend to the animal
I know you’re a slave to the dime
I know that you’d swim ‘cross the channel
Once you’d decided it’s time
You know I’m worth nothing to you now
A coward who mastered the lie
A clown with the strings of a puppet
Who doesn’t deserve a goodbye
The Icelandic songwriter packs her stunning debut with sweeping melodies delivered via intimate, folky arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2023