No sleep in the deep end of your bed
The only place I ever get to swim
I can’t touch and my arms have said too much
The more you move the more you kill the mood
I’m waterlogged
And sinking fast
But wet at last
Then I land at the bottom of the pool
On a pile of watches talking about you
They open up the floor and I just stand there with no story
Bubbling sorries into bed sheets I don’t know
There’s never anywhere for me to dry off
Why bother if you’re going to get back in?
Maybe I should float above the covers
And maybe learn to sleep when I don’t swim
There’s no love for the one who seeks no love
Or the one whose cheek would rather go untouched
So I drain the bed, open up and clear my head
Dry off and throw my towel to the wind
I’m still waterlogged
But rising fast
And dry at last
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Incredible songwriting and vocals. The songs are so beautiful and are full of honesty and freshness. I'm very glad I discovered Julie's music! nick arne
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Deep End of Your Bed”
She's an amazing artist to share something like this in a way that makes you understand what it was like to live it. The album still breaks my heart but I love listening to it. Put your grown up ears on and empathize. naataq
The Alabama duo's fifth album exults in dusty Americana, showcasing rich vocal harmonies alongside blissful folk instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
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