Bloody knuckles, bloody lip,
Boy, you’re beating yourself up
Oh, the things these hands have done
A drawer full of letters,
My stationery sanctum
Tore up every single one
By and by,
I’ve learned that love won’t make you blind,
But my oh my,
Infatuation just might
Knock you out cold
Frost claimed the flowers
And stole your delight
If only you knew
While in the dead of winter,
Springtime was yet in sight
And still the light grew
No matter what tomorrow may bring,
The morning light will pierce the night
When the birds begin to sing
The sparrows know it well,
You’ll find life on the other side
Of this living hell
Just don’t lose heart
I don’t mind the city,
But I sure do miss the stars
Playing Bloodbuzz in our friend’s backyard
We sang until Ben bled on his guitar
And laughter filed our famished hearts
And by and by,
I’ve learned that there is a light
That never dies,
Even when the stars don’t shine
And it never will
From the rain-soaked streets of Florence
To Clatsop County, Oregon,
On the threshold of the endless blue,
We watched as the shoreline
Rose up to meet the sunset
And still the light grew
A lovely ambient concept album about the tiny miracles of a very average morning that often go unnoticed. Made by one of my dearest friends. Nicholas Webber
I wasn't in the band yet when I mixed this EP for A Place for Owls, but these have remained some of the most important songs in my life. Nicholas Webber
supported by 6 fans who also own “And Still the Light Grew”
I adore this album. I've come back to it again and again over the course of 2023, making it one of my most-listened albums of this decade thus far, and it never gets old. Punishing honesty met brilliantly with gorgeous and often surprising musical arrangements. Heart-melting stuff right here! Chase Tremaine
The Australian folk-pop singer tackles deconstruction, her Christian childhood, and sexuality on her infectious sophomore album. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 14, 2023