O God, O God, save my soul, hear this psalm
Will you teach me how to pray to thee?
Well I've seen more stars than the Milky Way and Mars
Just a-livin' and a-dyin' like me
Well I learned this song on Virginia Carter's lawn
And I sang it just to bring me peace
And I loved her a lot all that sultry Summer long
'Til she caught fever on the eve of nineteen
Woe me, Woe me, to have lost, to bereave
But time rolls by so fast
Now I'm clear in Cabaret, work for a petty minor's wage
Hell I've got what I've got, that's that
I take my time when I'm working on a dime
But I sure as hell don't tarry
Even God's got a name, took his rest the seventh day
But I'm working for a girl to marry
These sweet, sad indie pop tunes accompany Ian Coss's podcast of the same name, in which he interviews his family about their divorces. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 17, 2021
The gorgeous and gripping new record from Anika Pyle features minimalist folk & pop songs that struggle to make sense of loss. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 21, 2021