You need to pull that clock from the wall
It doesn’t tell time anymore
And all those big books you’ll never read
Bring ‘em to the Salvation Army
Somehow you got your father’s heart
He only loved in the dark
And that postcard hanging on your wall
Doesn’t mean what it did in the fall
I can’t get with your creation myths
I don’t know what I believe but that’s not it
Point to the stars as proof of your lord
I am out at sea and can’t climb aboard
You’re cutting faces from the pictures
You on vacation with your sisters
There’s the water slide and the sailboat
The overwhelming sense of hope
Through all the dark days and the strange twists
The adventures and the shifts
Still you cling to some sense of wonder
Remembering how things once were
I can’t get with your creation myths
I don’t know what I believe but that’s not it
Point to the stars as proof of your lord
I am out at sea and can’t climb aboard
Canadian singer-songwriter Hannah Judge navigates the trials and tribulations of adulthood in a cozy, intimate indie-pop setting. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 15, 2022