Take every string I’m certain of
Pluck them right away
And make me ache for a place
Where they don’t know my name
Cause I built my hope on an image of home
A fall back plan, a steady hand, somewhere where I am known
But now it’s split in two, there’s them and there’s you
Will I ever be whole again?
Push me across the ocean
Then up and leave
Force me to burn bridges
And then realize they’re all I need
Cause my hometown glory is a fading story
The same old bands, the person that I have been
I can’t belong, the pieces are wrong
Will I ever be needed again?
Someday I’ll be the girl
Who is confident and at least mostly sure
She is where she belongs, knows her right from her wrong
Is settled but’ll go when she’s drawn
So let me be the hero, write my own story
But I am subject to the world
I’ll go where she pulls me
The Australian folk-pop singer tackles deconstruction, her Christian childhood, and sexuality on her infectious sophomore album. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 14, 2023