There’s a sickness, there’s a yearning
There used to be a fire, but it’s not burning
There’s a calling but it’s not clear
And the signals all get crossed up in the atmosphere
We must have been mixed up somewhere, mixed up somewhere
Crying out for life while all along our hungry eyes are getting
Mixed up somewhere, mixed up somewhere
We’ve settled in with apathy and missed what we were meant to be
There are reminders, there are stations
Where the broken sit like signposts of a wounded nation
There’s a feeling like being lost
And the only question left is what a wake up call will cost
There’s a city full of light,
On a hilltop in the night
If we ever get it right,
If we ever get it right
There’s an answer, He’s rising up
To cure the pain and put some water in our empty cups
Lifting scales from blinded eyes
And the only way to save us is to help us die
This is the kind of record that draws you in - plenty of well-designed instrumentals, thoughtful lyrics, and a real sense of continuity between tracks. Chris Low
Oakland singer-songwriter honors her Haitian heritage with five R&B spirituals overflowing with radiance, fueled by her soft, angelic voice. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 22, 2022
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