Emma Raine · Playlist · 12 songs
WILL THE CIRCLE BE UNBROKEN | freya catherine
you can picture happy gatherings round the fireside long ago and you think of tearful partings when they left you here below
SHE USED TO BE MINE | jessie mueller
i would give it all back for a chance to start over and rewrite an ending or two for the girl that i knew
RAISING CAIN | gregory alan isakov
and i don't know what's ahead, up comin' next the wind shakes my feet, rattles my head there's no tellin' home, just a sign up all alone sayin' oh, oh elizabeth
THE ENDS AND THE MEANS | robby hecht
11th century AD, a king says “come to war with me” and never mind thou shalt not kill, we're dealing now with infidels he raises high his sword and then he charges forth with all his men and with the blessing of the papacy, in a righteous tongue he screams “the ends, they justify the means, my friends oh the ends, they justify the means”
GUILT | radical face
and i was dancing with my ghosts 'cause i could never let them go
THESE BONES | azrai
it’s a savage sea we're made to roam every tide can turn to haunt us but the ocean reaches past these ghosts and i will always sail for more
QUEEN OF NOTHING | the crane wives
'cause everywhere that i go something pulls me to the shadows and i'm trying not to get too close but it's always there, saying my name, calling to me
THE FOLD | wickerbird
alders breathing, keeping, weeping leaves all sinking, fever dreaming brothers sleeping, wolves all creeping
TRYING TO SLEEP | wolfie’s just fine
up a tower you go and so here i sit in an ocean below drier than your lips i've been trying to sleep i've been trying to sleep for you
I AM | koethe
tell me, is this the end? i read it on your lips and in my head i know you'll bring me back to shore again i go some where i wish i'd never been
FATHER | odina
everything clashes please pull me through once i'm back to ashes will i meet you?
NEGLECTED SPACE | imogen heap
bespoke to broken, this interwoven tapestry of tragedy crooked frames and cracked glazing slithers of wistful window gazes glint in borrowed light
where doorways with no door stage a ballet of leaves who pirouette in the footsteps of once glorious days