These hands crept over my old aching shoulders
And I felt the cold of ruin touch my face
This wind has caused my neck to bow in sickness
Thetis grant me passage to your resting place
I held a stone before you as the winds of discord
Tore this wall down and I felt the curse
Please allow my spirit to escape these Furies
And I will not beg you to make this reversed
I hurled the stone into your secret lake
As I stumbled to the shoreline, bent with age
I pray you'll soon absolve my ailing name
'Sinking Feeling' (Nobody Hates You version) was on a playlist I made for a 2014 trip to Hawaii. It's a great tune that makes me happy. This comp is an insanely good deal, get it theMichaelFrank
The legendary Richard Thompson's new solo album exemplifies his many musical paths, from pop and cabaret to jazz to traditional folk. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2024