Lyrics

I arrive late, late.
Gate’s closed. The snow is banking
up against it––no footprint, it’s
like it’s never been open.
It must have been.
Knocking on the studded wooden door,
BANG BANG for hours,
nothing.
What do you do?
Well, what do you remember?
Remember? I remember nothing.

I remember a lamp.
A lamp on an island.
The damp, salt, the smell of kerosene.
I remember how they told us
“It will burn so warm
but you’ve got to turn away.
Just turn away”

Personnel

Damon Waitkus – vocals, piano, flute, percussion, production
Kate McLoughlin – bassoon, vocals
Jordan Glenn – percussion