So attached to the past
It questions your ability
To move forward in this life
Still I hear you calling follow me
Feels like nothing ever changed
Between us in complexity
Well, in desire, the vision's clear
A lonely voice cries follow me
From the floor they reach up to you
You could somehow make them see
Who I've thought I was inside
But deep within you say follow me
The future hides its face, I sense
That masks will always come in three
Shapes of wanted, wanting, waiting for
The time you'll whisper follow me
And I'll follow you
I'll follow you
More folk-inflected confessionals on love, loss, and anxiety — plus a Kacey Musgraves cameo —from the Nashville indie pop auteur. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 11, 2024