If I become lost in thought
Please do not rouse me up
Wandering and following
The whimsy of my cuff
Restless minds can squander with
The passing of the day
Knowing too which thoughts are best
Are sometimes kept at bay
This feels like sailing away
As I have dreamed before
And on a summer evening
Our minds tend to explore
Warn me of all the dangers I might fall prey to
If I get too caught up in things that I grew
I will go find some place to lay and feel good now
And my body will melt as long as the ground allows
If I fly or fall in sleep
As my ancestors did
It is a wonderful thing
To touch ground with the Id
Whispers that I've lost my feet
They've gone up in the air
What I've found I may repeat
It's simpler than prayer
Please allow me pardon
To ease my worried mind
For the hearts that harden
Just now I will be blind
This feels like sailing away
As I have dreamed before
And on a summer evening
Our minds need to explore
Warn me of all the dangers I might fall prey to
If I get too caught up in things that I grew
I will go find some place to lay and feel good now
And my body will melt as long as the ground allows
A live record from the legendary Diamanda Galás finds the artist exploring the outer fringes of pop with only her voice and a piano. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2024