You left the party, now you're walking home in the dark.
A shadow with your name.
A shadow with your face on it.
The train will pass through the night, it's always the same.
It's pulling you awake.
It's making you feel holy again.
Is it you or the walls you're talking to?
They look at you the same, every hour, every day anyway.
Before you leave them, you're breathing with every step.
You run to catch your breath,
You run around in circles, I guess.
The lines blur when you disappear from view.
You are alone again.
You left the party, now you're walking home in the dark.
A shadow with your name.
A shadow with your face on it.
The Australian folk-pop singer tackles deconstruction, her Christian childhood, and sexuality on her infectious sophomore album. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 14, 2023