I know I’m not scared of anything
Especially what’s passed.
Now I fly back to the same nest
That started this for game.
These little wings don’t get you far.
Unless momentum you breath
You don’t change do you anyway
But a storm follows a breeze
So you have my number,
just added another list.
Will it make a difference to my life or not
Still won’t be apart of this swarm
Ch.
I’m living in a hornet’s nest, tough living a lie, surly you know.
sheltered from the storm, or is it just morning Due.
Hard to tell when things are so small,
stomped by the sole
of black leather shoes.
floating down
So can you revert this anger.
That has arrived over the years.
This institution founded it.
Can you bring back those tears.
Is it all to late anyway,
Left with a bright can of fuck all
What’s hiding inside it,
Will it sting or feed us all.
So your living in a hornets nest, tough living a lie, but surly you know.
What your getting in into, why don’t you show.
Your side of pain. Maybe it’ll float.
Into your enemy’s
Your living in a hornets nest, tough living a lie but surly you know.
What’s really going on, you might get stung.
By the he who keeps it better to fly
than to be sown by the swarm
credits
from Hunting Ground,
released April 10, 2021
Todd Cook- Vocals, guitar
Pete Howell- Double Bass
Alex Black - Violin
David Cuthbertson- Backing Vocals and drums and percussion
This album speaks to the continuum of African diasporic culture that is central to the vibrant canon of Americana folk music. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 29, 2020
Durham, NC singer-songwriter Skylar Gudasz makes intimate Americana delivered with dry wit and stunningly precise vocal acumen. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2020