swirl she swirls run she runs
they sold her heart
like a mine of gold but she still acts
as a rolling stone
swirl she swirls curl she curls
cradle by dreams
of a milder life with lonesome chores
yet nothing to prove
swirl she swirls loath she loaths
without a love
it is breathing free inside her lungs
feeling so sound
swirl she swirls cry she cries
breaking their vows
at night sleeping fine under a tree
laying dead cool
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022