Chariot by Babehoven

Talking to Angel
You’ve got something in your pocket

A small knife, and some lint
Swam out far enough to watch you grow

There is always a reason
You’re going to find it, you’re going feel something

And I don’t have to be your love

This time, you’re moving through it
You’ve found a way out and you’re going to keep it close

This time you’re clean, between, and you’ll
Be sparkling even through the chaos

Float into the room, mean it,
I mean it, I think you’re onto something

A chariot, a cherry, sweet, round, and heavy
Nailed in whole wood, rounded belly
Water, water, dripping, swollen
Love it always
Light it, light it
Love it always

A chariot, a cherry, sweet, round, and heavy
Nailed in whole wood, rounded belly
Water, water, dripping, swollen
Love it always
Light it, light it,
Water always

• Folk
• bedroom
• indie
• lofi
• Hudson