Oh my friend I
Don't want to leave you behind
In your arms
Bodies of milk and flesh
Turn to dust and light
Over the years
You developed an intolerance
For western appetites
And Eastern accents
Oh my friend I
Don't want to leave you behind
Oh my little dreamer I
Don't want to leave you behind
In your thoughts
Spirits of youth and snow
Turn to glass at night
In strange new living rooms
Dancing to a familiar
Husbands and wives
And their bittersweet lovers
Oh my little dreamer I
Don't want to leave you behind
I'll hold you down while you fit
Slap you round and wipe the drool from your mouth
So tired of your rolling eyes
I roll mine I roll mine right back
And they meet for a second and in that second
There's a spark of recognition
Like morse code like Geiger counters
Recorded live at St Buryan Church, the latest from Sarah McQuaid is a showcase for the simple power of voice & guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 16, 2021