Crooked Man from Lucille by Lila Blue

The crooked man sat upon his throne
Sure the view is pretty
But what’s a view
When you see it alone

He stumbled through life
With no sheath, no sheathing
On his crooked knife

‘Cause somewhere on his crooked path
He decided to crookedly stab
Anyone he could find
Who was full of light

‘Cause to those with no light at all
Light is a blinding fall
With no promise of landing

So one day as he crookedly reached for the door
He saw my tiny body
And he saw more light
Being breathed in than ever before

So somewhere in his crooked mind
He found, he found the crooked right
To steal my light

And he replaced it with what he could find
A bee sting, a paper cut, his mother’s eyes
How could he have known it would hurt
Every time I was touched

And how could he have known
That the light wouldn’t sit right
On his crooked soul
I never wanted him to go

So now, I’m crooked too
Yes, I’m crooked too
But I’ve found the beauty
In what my crookedness can do

• Alternative
• San Francisco
• female vocals
• indie folk
• indie pop
• singer-songwriter
• New York