Well I thought that I could be of use to you.
Not as I had become used to being used.
Not taken held or deployed as a means to accomplish,
but to be some state of being with a purpose for your little heart.
And I tried to say that I was far too tender
to be some temporary service to render.
But then you spent all those nights in my bed
and you were always so eager to come on over.
And I could again try - I could try to talk
but it’s bound to only come out sounding cocked and scare you off.
And it’s not about being an old jealous git
but about needing some love in return for all that you give.
Oh cause I dole it out like the river throws trout
at a line overflowing with worms.
And I’m wearing thin and can’t help but begin
to feel the burn of being used; of being used by you.
Nobody’s Peach, from Seattle, serve up nine gorgeous songs informed by bluegrass and Americana, gentle as a fall breeze. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2020
Australian collective Family Jordan explore complex emotions through soft alt-country songs that take the bucolic with the bittersweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2021