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River Body

by Blue Løvborg

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1.
I am pictured As the same morning yellow As the curtain we left open On the first floor; Another avenue to evil. Legalities left And hands over mouths only muffle Insatiable sounds to the outside. His hip bone bruising inside of my thigh. A quick study: It's clear I've a better ability than I thought For pushing difficulties off And enjoying The generous good Provided by lovers, Healing and adding To my lack of discovery In how to be alone. The train intruding More than usual, Clouded purity starting to rain Always having lain On blue skies before Every motive was: What will be gained from this? The pull of him struck Something sharp on the page. I reciprocated the elevation. Aberrating myself, I held to his petite frame, Scratching skin. Interfere with airflow. Hard breathing when you're swollen. Removing clothings too easy And I kiss the hidden lips Beneath your hair falling freely. Baby steps until the edge off The back of my tongue. We've found our darkness In the one blown gold by the wind.
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River Body 03:52
Saturday silly drowning the hotel I didn’t think that you’d have anything To say for it Many thanks for the gin at the free well Matching occasion But you fell into the bottle By the way I can tell you accommodate Me in my River Body Listening Through the shallow I can feel the sand beneath me Orbiting No one sees but the rain If we hold hands You give the benefit of doubt We’re getting older Want to lean over lanes But I’ve chosen The misted green already tired of withholding Guess I should head back home Atop the rock My room alone among the ocean Salt water seeps through the floorboards Your hair all curled, Your nose flush from being wind blown Nothing here but my bed in the center You should come join me It’s the only elevation
3.
I never met someone like you before, The first one I had ever seen. You’re always talking but hardly a bore. Know not to ask too much of me. Now you’re blind And I see. You gave me your two hands for stepping with, Slightly off balance towards the bridge. Our bodies breached their boundaries way too fast. You never ask for much, you give. How I’ve tried To forgive myself. I'm still Yours, you know. You surely showed me opportunity, Posed a congruence between strangers Whose bodies have always loved each other, Restlessly. What I've coerced is great. The worst was when you were held, Watery to the touch, So I held harder Until I saw you evaporate. The summer’s dangling By a thread Of an edged participant. Yet, I haven't ruined things, Yet. It might not be fair, But we all prefer The shared inadequacy. I'm more yours Than I am anyone else's, Always laying back down After we’ve rinsed off. Freedom is good for me. It avoids conversations. I can't risk being asked To leave home. He picks up the bottle And I feel a release, Relief in the soon to be numbed, Gratuity for the reliable distraction. The uniform fit too tightly; I run on rebellion, I had to paint over the masterpiece, If that's what it was. It's nice to have my hand held By the few I allow But it's a few too many, Isn't it? Thinking of narrowing again; Coming home to home But the lemon peel floats in the gin And I float in the men And the occasional women. My guilt is intellectual anyway. I can replenish myself In September But come May I don't know. When the book molds And the wood dries And the strings tire Of turning my fingers blue I'll be old And still Yours, you know. You say it’s always going to be like this, Dancing on the marble steps. I won’t let on to how much I love him, You read it on my brain instead. You stayed ‘till morning And I forget When you did leave my bed.
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Banshee Baby 03:46
Innocent being As long as you are Not hurting others Or yourself Longing Is my natural state To the space I’ve been holding Myself back from Myself from hold Of the overgrown Everyday there is news to read There is fire Followed by water
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Falcon/Tang 07:52
Open, Before them I was open Reformed when The glass cage Became flame-bent I sent the good away The falcon The good away The falcon Fell like rain He felt like rain Another day In my bed Another day The staples angled Up to my head in pages You press yours To the back Of what must be drained I hope you mean it When you say I am worth The torture, I am Because now I have the restraint He fell like rain A quick decent The bed unmade Let’s just be friends Let’s just be friends Let’s just be friends Let’s just be Melted heads Let’s melt our heads Into one being Into one being … Tang is Staring out The window Images Seen through Metal Oh, she saunters towards the flame Singe her little whisker, oh Tang Stares again Tang Made my day Made my day Made my day

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Represented by Floordoor Records

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released March 21, 2021

Music & Lyrics: MacKenzie Leigh Friedmann
Music: Henry Anderson
Mixing: Justin Humphrey
Mastering: CAVE DIVER at Space Jam Studios
Cover Art: Gus Knowlden

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