Birth is made of bright light and a loving face
And hoping for a lifetime in someone’s embrace
And there’s something in the cry
That pierces like a knife
It puts to rest your doubts
And wakens you to life
Life is made of water and a million signs
Though doves may not descend to you every time
There’s something in a song
That carries up your heart
Like the silver flashing wings
As a thousand sparrows dart
Death is made of whispers and trumpet calls
And finding there are parts of you you never knew at all
There’s something in the weight
That’s lifted off your chest
When you hear the voice
Of One who knows you best
And your body finds its heart
Beating in the breast
Of the Maker of your life
The Maker of your death
Amen
The Australian folk-pop singer tackles deconstruction, her Christian childhood, and sexuality on her infectious sophomore album. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 14, 2023