I never really liked these Willow trees
It’s like they’re meaning to strangle me
Shadows on a fall night stretch across the yard
Look cruel crazy bizarre
All the years we’ve watched this somber lake
Swell freeze darken and dissipate
Assembling the docks in the chilling scenes of April
As leaves sprang from the Maple
I wish that I could leave
There’s nothing left for me
Please show me to the door
I won’t wait anymore
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