Jennifer Leonhardt: MUSIC

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vocals JL & JB guitars, bass James Bullard violin Sarah Stollak

thought i'd have something saved up some words of comfort or hope thought i'd speak em with conviction maybe tell em as a joke but i find that all that's left me is a language of tears falls without warning spilling out the years of constant sorrow unending pain joyful moments in the pouring rain impossible futures terrible hope and things about myself that now i tell the truth about instead of handing you more rope so this is life without you what a dullness, what an anarchy where's all the color? all of the fullness? there's a black hole in the sky where the sun used to be and the language keeps falling falling like rain it's the language of concession in a book of intercessions for a girl who finds herself in a world of a promise and a plan between a woman and a man ain't worth the paper it's written on not if it's