there's a certain type of sadness
that leaves you with a heart of fog
the kind of trust your mother talked of
until you broke it all
the women who felt strong enough
is stronger then she'd like
my father always forgot me
until I saw him cry
I felt good about the winter
until I talked it all away
until the snow fell to the garden
and watered weeds I couldn't shake
there's a word that I can't find
the only word that could describe
the way you feel when you break your mother's heart
Benoît Pioulard continues his series of diary-entry albums with this trio of songs, the proceeds from which will go to his medical expenses. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 27, 2016
A trio of lovely, moody, ambient songs from Benoit Pioulard, full of soft shadow and cottony textures, perfect for early-morning listening. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2016