Full of sighs of an underage king
He was all that I wanted to be
Grim and tired of constituencies
I was all that it meant to be free
We are spent on the words of the Earthmen
Who tremble at an effortless sea
I was hoping for the best
Crowned "Most Likely To Be A Mess"
Give all my love to the torn up saints
They could only think of one way
The sable nights that their soul was razed
Gave them all of their strength to say,
"We are broken on the tip of His tongue
A simple thread between His teeth.
I am blinded by the mud of the Son,
Please withhold your gifts to me."
Give all my love to the worn out saints
They could only think of what to say
Oakland singer-songwriter honors her Haitian heritage with five R&B spirituals overflowing with radiance, fueled by her soft, angelic voice. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 22, 2022
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