A window pull open,
A tap on the door,
A broken eyes falls
Through a crack in the floor,
And the wind that blows over still knows what to do,
As it stirs up the strings and the glue.
It'll never be ended
As soon as it starts.
They'll die in a bonfire
Of their own broken hearts,
And they'll all click the link to explain what to do
As they sink in the strings and the glue.
In the strings and glue that are holding us down
The pulling apart keeps the heels 'neath the crown.
Trying to swim is like dying to drown
In the sea of the strings and the glue.
The worm works all night
And the birds sing all day.
You'd better keep running
In order to stay
In the world you made as you looked out for you
In the world of the strings and the glue.
In the strings and glue that are holding us down
The pulling apart keeps the heels 'neath the crown.
Trying to swim is like dying to drown
In the sea of the strings and the glue.
Sweet harmonies & strummed melodies; the duo delve into decades-old folk, jazz, and country to find a timeless kind of love and connection. Bandcamp New & Notable May 23, 2018
Bright and skipping songs that foreground the sound of the banjo and fingerstyle guitar in music that feels timeless. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2020
"Dustups" continues Body Surfer’s exploration of intimacy and personal history, rich acoustic folk deep in meaning. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2021