"Drowning In The Sound" - produced by John Congleton - is the first single from my new solo album THERE WILL BE NO INTERMISSION. it's out on march 8, 2019 (international women's day, mofos).

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this song was written as a two-day songwriting exercise on august 29th and 30th, 2017, using input/inspiration/comments from hundreds of my patrons. it was a response to the insanity of internet politics melded with the total eclipse and the devastation of hurricane harvey….and...other things.

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the original demo of this song was first released in august 2017, with download proceeds going to support the Texas Diaper Bank to help victims of Hurricane Harvey across Texas.
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LYRICS:

you worship the sun
and you’re aching for change
but you keep starving your heart
and you used to have sisters
you don’t anymore
you worship the sun
but you keep feeding the dark

and i’m out in the yard with my son and daughter
and the sky is all black and i think we should start running
running from the water

and everybody’s yelling
yelling that they’re coming
but i don’t see a single soul
they’re all so busy yelling
not one of them is hearing
the hissing from the bottom of the boat

i got some feelings up my sleeve
i got a compass in my arm
i got a needle in my heart
it’s gonna tell us where we are

south by southwest
two miles from town
i can’t get out
i can’t look down
if you can hear
if you’re around
i’m over here
i’m over here
i’m watching everyone i love
drowning in the sound

you worship the sun
but the moon’s in the way
so get your armaments out
she’s always looking for trouble
she’s gonna get what’s been coming to her
she’s switching the tides
and we can’t have that shit around

the television
they’re blaring out a warning
that our natural state is drowning
that our natural state is burning

and you’re trying to help
and you’re clicking for change
and you’re calling it out
and you’re adding your name
and you’re marching for peace
but you’re lynching the bitch
that got up in your face
how else they gonna take you seriously

south by southwest
two miles from town
i can’t get out
i can’t look down
if you can hear
if you’re around
i’m over here
i’m over here
i’m watching everyone i love
drowning in the sound

your body is a temple
and the temple is a prison
and the prison’s overcrowded
and the inmates know it’s flooding
and the body politic is getting sicker by the minute
and the media’s not fake
it’s just very inconvenient

do you ever feel like this should be officially the end
and that you should be the one to do the ending
but you can’t
do you ever feel like everyone is slowly letting go
do you ever feel that
that incredibly alone

and they’re saying not to panic
and it’s like a broken record
(as if anybody knows what that is)
and they’re saying that we’ll manage
it’s the hottest one on record
and they’re saying that
that’s just the way it is

now i can taste it coming
i can taste it with my tongue
and my children are so heavy
but i pick them up and run
and i know i’ll have to swim soon
when the water gets too high
i’ll keep holding them above me
i’ll keep holding them and crying

south by southwest
two miles from town
i can’t get out
i can’t look down
if you can hear
if you’re around
i’m over here
i’m over here
i’m watching everyone i love
everyone i love
everyone i love
drowning in the sound

you worship the sun
and you’re aching for change
but you keep starving your heart
you used to have sisters
you don’t anymore
you worship the sun
but you keep feeding the dark

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