you were right... (you were right, i was wrong.)
who was I?
who the hell was i to cut and take the salt?
i've locked the keys inside the car,
behind the fog, beyond the rusted door,
it's getting cold outside,
and the house is burning down.
all the snow has melted on with it's ruse.
i move slow, crippled up by my bruise.
this is cold, oxidized and paralyzed.
i've burned the bridge above the ford,
behind the fog, beyond the rusted door.
it's getting cold outside,
and the house is burning down.
will it ever lift? i limp without my crutch.
i can't see down the road beyond a bend in the brush.
i can't shed this like a skin, but i'm making peace with the rust.
and i've found a way to come away with love...
and that's enough for me.
The Icelandic songwriter packs her stunning debut with sweeping melodies delivered via intimate, folky arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2023