Been a hard winter home
Grass is hard with the frost
I'm driving to find
Something that I've lost
You don't have much traction
on a road slick with snow
You just close your eyes
and learn to let go
You can hold it so tight
Muscles tense in your hand
You can pray to God
to help you understand
You can plan for today
You can dream of tomorrow
But, I'm going to a place
Where there's no sickness of sorrow
A live record from the legendary Diamanda Galás finds the artist exploring the outer fringes of pop with only her voice and a piano. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2024