Once upon a Snow Day

by Creatrixe

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released January 3, 2014

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Track Name: Bubble
I want you to take out
The name from your stories
And put there my name
Instead
I’ve not nothing to offer
But careless adventures
Through branches entwined
In my head
We can clip them
And open up
A space for a rope swing
And I’ll push you
through fall faring air.

OR I’ll

Stay in my bubble
Where it’s safe
And it’s comfortable
And the view here is wonderful
For all I see
‘Cause the words sound
all jumbled
When I say hi
And I mumble
You'll see that I struggle
And not be my friend.

I want you to iron
The kink in my bow-tie
unbutton the beads
In my bed.
And when you start leaving
Take hold of my heartstrings
And sew them with needle
And thread.
I’ll make you some breakfast
And do all your laundry
To show you how manly
I get.

OR
I’ll stay in my bubble
Where the world is quite wonderful
And I’m not so uncomfortable
With all that I see
Cause your words are so magical
That I slip and I crack my skull
And you’ll see I’m an idiot
And not be my friend.

Yeah,
I’ll stay in this bubble
Where my feet won’t get fumbled
And my heart can be humbled
When I pretend
You’re my friend
Track Name: Flowers and Bones
How many times
Have you looked me in the eye
And told me in pain
that you wanted to die
If it wasn’t for fear that keeps you alive
Or a deadline-
You say you’re a coward
Because you haven’t tried
And if you were braver
You’d swallow your pride
With as many painkillers
As you can find
‘cause life is torture
and death is sub-lime

Your sad
Right now
But your not alone
The contusion
In your soul
Is deep in your bones
Its okay to be high
It’s okay to be low
If it wasn’t
For the rain
Than the
Flowers wouldn’t
Grow.

I’m not going to convince you
That death would be wrong
If you live in a world
That doesn’t belong
You think living’s weakness
And DEATH is strong
You’ve carried this wait for so long
So long
You’ve forgotten the strength
It takes to move along

Your sad
Right now
But your not alone
The contusion
In your soul
Is deep in your bones
Its okay to be high
It’s okay to be low
If it wasn’t
For the rain
Than the
Flowers wouldn’t
Grow.

The sea in your eyes
If I could wish
You’d see passion
As a gift
To carry the world
In the grasp of your fist
I’d give you anything
To
Release it ---
But if you
Take this path - that you insist
I’d let you go, but I’d be remiss
To neglect the love
That I would miss
And the feeling
Of MY
Forehead
Without
Your kiss

Your sad
Right now
But your not alone
The contusion
In your soul
Is deep in your bones
Its okay to be high
It’s okay to be low
If it wasn’t
For the rain
Than the
Flowers wouldn’t
Grow.
Track Name: Willow Locks
Leave me beneath
the willows locks
she'll lay hers down
with gentle knocks
don't take my chair
when the music stops
don't take my chair
when the music stops

She’ll chew the matter
beneath my bones
leave the blank spots
grass and stones
nobody knows
where this secret drags
its tail along

divide the numbers
multiply by none
when your in the dark
your left with one
the colors of blue
defeat the sun
and I can't see your hair

The music is playing
the music is playing
the flashes of light
split your face in white

She'll lay hers in gentle locks she'll
love me over ocean rocks but
don't take my chair
when the music stops
No, don't take my chair
When the music --
stops.
Track Name: I don't like you
Sir, I don't usually address people so misogynist
but under the circumstance you cannot give me a compliment
because I didn't ask, nor did I consent
to your words as poisonous as lethal injection!

You don't turn me on sir
I don't think you're sweet
and if there were a man
to sweep me off my feet…
it wouldn't be you sir
it wouldn't be you
no it wouldn't be you sir
it wouldn't be you…

I know you think you're cute when you tell me I'm pretty
but you don't even know me and it doesn't make me feel good.
when you approach me in the grocery store and offer to help me…
No, thank you very much sir
my muscles are bigger than yours.

You don't turn me on sir
I don't think you're sweet
and if there were a man
to sweep me off my feet…
it wouldn't be you sir
it wouldn't be you
no it wouldn't be you sir
it wouldn't be you…

You may think I'm a jerk - for not accepting your advances
but I'm not bending over backwards
for patriarchal bastards.

You don't turn me on sir
I don't think you're sweet
and if there were a man
to sweep me off my feet…
it wouldn't be you sir
it wouldn't be you
no it wouldn't be you sir
it wouldn't be you…


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