so newsman , newsman , don’t tell me what to think
I got mind full of ideas and I don’t need god damn shrink
don't preach me about the past, or how it used to me
were done with going your way, won’t you wait around and see
so back at my home, oh where I grew up
We didn’t need to know the odd, we made our own damn luck
so I'm living and I'm learning and don't tell me its a lie
I'm too busy living, I'm never gonna die
from the wild and the rumpus that crash like wave and wall
away from all the intellects who don't know me at all
we stop the world a spinning, and give the poets pens
its time to tell a story now, lets rambling soon begin
So up on this hill, I go and make my stand
I don't care people say, It ain't words that make the man
if its one thing that your learning, your minds your only trial
get filled with blood and vigor, while the juries in denial
The Icelandic songwriter packs her stunning debut with sweeping melodies delivered via intimate, folky arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2023