You've been a friend to me
And I'm a friend of yours
But I never thought we'd be the kind of friends behind closed doors
I always wished we could
You kept a width away
And now even here in bed we find there's nothing much to say
When you leave everyday
What lock do your keys fit?
Do you put love away
And forget where you leave it?
Do you cry on the phone
Over sensitive issues?
When you sleep all alone
Do you wish I was with you?
(So what, my neck's already broke)
It happens every morning
Or every once in a while
Baby you don't talk about yourself that way it's not your style
I know you'll sleep alone
Despite the face you show
And you might not let it get you down but morning tears will flow
I know it isn't my place
I know I don't have a prayer
I know decisions are made
I know I'm not being fair
The latest Djunah LP channels the duo's heavy, intensely cathartic sound to reflect on living with and healing from trauma. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 14, 2023