There’s been some misunderstanding on the tube.
Caught in a lockstare with a twenty-something year old seat cushion cover, covering seats for forty year old button pushers.
The navy blue skyline, forever blotted by illuminated red, London Eye for the dead
And all around me, rich kid rebellion - but who am I to judge? Who am I to judge?
Have you ever known a more anxious day? Specifics in the vagueties.
Like how different can a coffee taste?
How many forms can my morning shower take?
And if I sleep five minutes later today, what difference will it make?
What difference will it make?
It’s quite worrying how much I have.
It’s quite worrying how I am loved
And it’s quite worrying how deep I love my friends.
And sometimes I love my ability
And sometimes I love my liberty
And sometimes from a very specific angle, in a very specific light, I love my body, and the frail femininity it’s pushing to project, and the stubborn masculinity that still lingers there.
No matter how hard, no matter how long
No matter how hard, no matter how long
I scrub my body
credits
from With Every Passing Day,
released August 6, 2021
Vocals / Guitar - Ben Wyborn (they/them)
Vocals - Christie Gardner (she/her)
Drums - Luke Cartledge (he/him)
Bass - Emmett Cruddas (he/him)
Violin - Helen Dixon (she/her)
Guitar - Matt Roberts (he/him)
Keys / Production - Joseph Futak (he/him)
Artwork - Colette Brown (she/her)
Five ghostly folk songs described by Dayydream as being on the border of imagination & reality, all wreathed in delicate echo. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 6, 2022
