I don’t know if you got my letter. I don’t know if your cheeks got redder. I don’t know if you feel better, but I know that I’m alright. I don’t know if your friends are there. I don’t know if they’d even care. I don’t know if you feel it in the air, but I know that I’m alright. I could be strong for you. I could be wrong for you. I could be anything you’d like. I’m not fine, but I’m alright. I don’t know if you’re crying still. I don’t know if you’ve had your fill. I don’t know yet, but I will, and I know that I’m alright.
when the boxes full of clothes and records stop weighing you down when the only thing left in your bedroom is some penny’s on the ground when you’ve sold off all your furniture, and you’re heading out of town
i will be the only bad dream in your sleeping house
Mara Hruby’s Archaic Rapture :: Cry Me A River Performed Live For Billboard
I had the honor of performing my upcoming single for my second EP Archaic Rapture in the live Billboard studio, accompanied by the wonderful Jeremy Most. Archaic Rapture is set to release March 18th, so here’s a taste of my new EP before that date arrives!
The sun was coming up, and our friend was sound asleep But we saw through the window that the water ran so deep That you couldn’t make out the ocean floor Then I saw you in the light I couldn’t take it any more
Give me your hand Give me everything you’ve got And the light from window will fall on us burning hot Just like a torch
The air was humid; I will not forget When we stepped outside, I hear your footsteps Now in my mind, it’s a soft sound Almost imperceptible against the giving ground
Let me kiss your eyelids with my lips Let me feel the heat coming off your fingertips Just like a torch
Take me out. Outside the house with you. Make me feel whole, or warm, or mildly amused. And I can’t recall ever feeling love so true. Hold onto my hand, hold me close, I’ve got nothing to lose. The sad songs make me sadder as they’re floating through the air. I just want to feel your love but I know it’s not fair. Would you bring me flowers and run your fingers through my hair? Yeah, let’s turn the lights out, darling. I just couldn’t bear to sleep alone.
I think of you often when I’m alone. Spent the evening in my bathrobe, darling. I tried to wash away the thought of you. You’ve been getting under my skin. I didn’t want this to mean nothin’. Did you feel them? Feel the fireworks, off on our own? Did I tell you how I felt them? I think of them often when I get home.