Emma Ruth Rundle - You Don't Have To Cry

impetuous girl, what you don’t know can’t hurt you

wish they wouldn’t come back around here no more

but you say “I’ll get you yet”

they are crass, all the people in towns, are falling out and falling down and falling

wish I would’ve come back here less as a boy dressed up as girl dressed all in colors

and how you will sing to them, and how your pain will fall

and how you’ll sing to them, singing it:

“la la la la la la la la la lah ”

you don’t have to cry anymore

all the prettiest worlds...don’t cover them all up in your mind

as you paint, as it should’ve been, you were meant to love

you could not live without it

and in your heart and in your lines

you’ve worked so hard and you’ve lived so kind, been out there just falling down

wish they wouldn’t come back for my boy dressed as a girl dressed all in colors

and how you will sing to them and how your verses fall

and how there’s a Roman candle burning just for you

you don’t have to cry anymore

Emma Ruth Rundle - Darkhorse

Run little sister, run so fast, I see he's gaining on you

Take a breath and make it last, the darkwater horizon

Smile like you mean it and just cast the light of hell right out of here

No one else can see it's the shape that makes you fall on fallow ground

So no more laying down, and no more dragging out

It's the darkhorse you give legs to, no one else can ride

In the wake of strange beginnings, we can still stand high

Sing a song, a verse unhinged, passed down from our mother

Take breath and make it count and learn to sing another

Try 'cause we need to and laugh the life of hell right out of here

No one else can see him, the shape that makes you fall on fallow ground

So lay your burden down in the springtime that surrounds you

It's the darkhorse we give legs to, no one else can ride

In the wake of strange beginnings, we can still stand high

It's you and I, you and I lie

It's the darkhorse we give legs to, that I am proud to ride

In the wake of weak beginnings, we can still stand high

It's you and I, you and I still try

Emma Ruth Rundle - Fever Dreams

Fear, a feeling, is it real? So nostalgic too, it just puts the dark on you
another sand down, the hands of oil are peeling,
and from the sun, restraint to just throw the shade on you
another cell now is a chance to, is attempt to, and is trying to recall
but you’re never going to touch me
and if I ever manage to get out, it’s all this waking life - just drags me down

a life spent uneasy, in pieces always in pieces here
a life rent completely, release me away from fever dreams

Fear, a friend, without context it’s reeling - you’re never going to pay enough to do right
the veil is a thread and now it’s raising like the tension of a string that just plays the note high
and if I ever really make it out it’s all this waking world that drags me down

a life spent uneasy, in pieces, always in pieces here
a life left - release me away from fever dreams

you're sleeping in the glass room, in the glass house- is a memory now
is a memory to me
don’t you know this shift is real?
you move to lay your body down, the hands of oil are like some small machines
never knowing how to feel, pushing air inside your tired mind and sleeping it
trapped in fever dreams

a life spent uneasy, in pieces, always in pieces here
a life rent out completely, release me away from fever dreams

Emma Ruth Rundle - Apathy On The Indiana Border

what Devil, what shape is shifting now?
what lover, which friend pulled back and how
into another grey year and from another cracked face as I have?
a wish for some erasure is surely coming close, if nothing else ever has
I cannot go anywhere without you following
I’ll never know anything without you following
just rest, just lay on future’s dunes
once was a wild smile, once was a wander sad barking at the moon
all across the body the lines of both expressions are stationed now for real
the glaze of tried companions have built upon the senses so dense it cannot feel
what you are is all I have wanted to be
where you are is nowhere and nothing and never free
another day is done another day is gone for me