It's cold
It taunts my strings
It makes me brittle
I'm out of tune but I'll still sing
It wont snow
Anywhere except my rib cage
It rains
For days and days
I haven't seen the moon
But I'll still sing
I don't know why I'm still here
I lost it all and found it again between these city walls
They wont let me out, only in
I don't know why I'm still here
I tried to leave with pencil sharpeners and beer, I'm still here
I tried to leave with planes, buses, cars, I'm still here
I try to leave, I try to leave, I try to leave, I try to leave
I'm still here
An album of grief, hope, and transformation from indie rock/folk artist al Riggs that soars on melancholic melody and thoughtful lyrics. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 7, 2022
Delicate, plangent indie rock from this Toronto singer-songwriter, who here explores the many aspects of depression. Bandcamp New & Notable May 30, 2018