We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Dead Skin Falling

from We are Turned by Ruth Gordon

/

lyrics

Neele always has a lot to say and she shakes it off, like dead skin falling
Her heart vibrates, her belly moves, her hands and feet become four hooves.
She soaks beans, she sings, her arms stretch wide
She hangs her pictures deep inside
All coloured glass and silver thread
in dreams she enters in our heads.

When Neele sleeps in her caravan
her hooves become eight spindly hands
she weaves a web from out her chest
and hangs at centre of her nest.
With her eight eyes, she sees eight sights
and knows she doesn't always quite know
which one is best for her
which direction, which water
will cool her down, refresh her skin
now she's not afraid to dive right in.

At the station she waits alone
she knows that she is going home
she says her home is in her bowl
I know her home is in her soul.

credits

from We are Turned, released August 17, 2018

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Ruth Gordon image

Ruth Gordon UK

Ruth Gordon is a songwriter and multi-instrumentalist from England.

contact / help

Contact Ruth Gordon

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account

Ruth Gordon recommends:

If you like Ruth Gordon, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Featuring Riley Pinkerton (aka The Rat Queen) from the theatrical NYC rockers, Castle Rat.
listen now