I miss the car and not knowing who you are
When you split my eye and knowing that I could die
When they swabbed my cheek outside the restaurant
None of it seemed like anything that I could want again
Wet Cement
Last year I sent a story to the CBC
It was called “The Letter From My Kidnapper”
But then I lost my hard drive and I guess I lost the contest too
Because both of us are nowhere to be found but in my head
Wet Cement
I spent all this money, time and energy
Just to miss the car and how I used to be
So I made a timeshare out of a memory
It’s nice to have at least one thing that’s clear to me
Wet cement
Wet cement up in my mind
Wet cement
The only footprints I can find
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
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
More contemplative folk from the Minnesota singer-songwriter, sustained by raw full-band arrangements and philosophical lyrics. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024
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