Everybody from Real Warmth by Joan Shelley

I’ve been waiting for a sound to take me out of my meanness
I’ve been leaning on her smile to bring me out of the dark
Because once I felt the shine
Once I felt divine
Was it mine?

Now we’re living by the road, far from our little Eden
I’m afraid I gave away our little bit of freedom
Because we were pigs in mud
We were sparrow, kea, dove
We were love

There’s no armor you can wear to guard the soft, open body
There’s no serum they can sell
To soothe the rug burn of time
But god, if I could guard you
Take your fire, then burn me now
Is it allowed?

Everybody join in
Everybody
We see what we want to see
Everybody join in
Everybody
We hear what we want to hear

• Folk
• Kentucky
• Louisville
• fingerstyle guitar
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• Louisville