Woolf from Pale Bloom by Lucy Kruger & The Lost Boys

she went to the water
I love her stories
she went to the water
I feel cold
I feel cold again

mother drags her meaning
three bodies breathing
mother bears her feeling
if she folds
if she folds again
who is held
who is holding them

she went to the water
I loved her stories
she went to the water
it was told
it was told again
here it comes
here it comes again

I bought flowers
for my writing desk
I’m further from god
than I’ve ever been
I bought flowers
I’m begging at best
send me a poem
untouched and unblessed

teacher teacher
won’t you teach me this
slip me a note
I’ll swallow the rest
teacher teacher
won’t you watch me undress
watch me suck on the words
watch them sully this dress

heaven is twisting
fraying
heaven is bending
ageing
heaven is twisting
fading
heaven
is brutal
baby

sometimes the songs
I used to know
spring up sweet
swing low
spread their warmth
across my throat
a note too young
a note to choke

• Alternative
• ambient
• dream pop
• folk
• noise rock
• tender noise
• Berlin