From the recording Cover You Up
An intense story of domestic abuse - and the lengths a young girl would go to save herself and her mother.
#Dark-folk #murder song.
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Recorded, mixed, mastered, produced by Lydia Brownfield
Kate Wakefield, cello
Jeff Dalrymple, resonator
Music/Lyrics by Lydia Brownfield
Copyright © 2024, All rights reserved
Lyrics
The hands hit, the hands break
They cover me up, cover me up
The place dark, the place quiet
They cover me up, cover me up
The noose is tight and it cuts deep
As simple a blade so sharp and neat
There’s a hole in the ground that you can’t see
Let’s take a walk to the trees.
The mouth yells, the mouth tells
You cover it up, cover it up
The woods dark, the trees quiet
You cover it up, cover it up
A tale from a devil you would deliver
Black as the eyes you always gave her
Somehow you managed to keep a believer
Let’s take a walk to the river
La la, break in the silence
La la, I’ll keep you under
La la, meet you with violence
Soon you’ll belong to the river
The heart aches, the heart breaks
I cover you up, cover you up
The water dark, the water so quiet
I cover you up, cover you up
I cover you up, cover you up
I cover you up, cover you up
Now you belong to the river