February left us, the books will soon forget us,
the pages turn on in my soul.
The night comes clean with prayer,
but, my beauty, if you’re scared,
just remember in the morning, I will hold you.
I miss you, my songbird,
when the sun peaked in my blue-lit room.
There was nothing more at ease.
There was nothing more at peace.
Sway with me for another long while, my angel.
I miss you the most when it all fades to blue.
The limbs bend in the breeze, 'fore branches break, they shed their leaves.
As the swan sings, our feeble hands grow thin.
With yesterday awake, and as the pale dusk slips away,
I long for alabaster wings once again.
Oh, I miss you my darling
When the sun peaks in my blue, blue room.
Beneath the blanket of dawn,
I‘m still so in love,
so close your eyes and
sway with me, just one more time, my angel.
I miss you the most when it all fades to blue.
Everything Katie Dill does is absolutely incredible. Her writing is phenomenal and her arrangements of folk tunes are some of the best I've heard. Haunting, experimental, and beautiful. Andrew Preston