This ghost of Christmas past came to me
Inhabiting the body of a friend I used to know
He showed me what I knew I'd already done
He showed me things I wasn't meant to see
We love despite it
We love despite it
The ghost drives its vehicle through hedges and brick walls
That used to grow flowers
Now don't exist at all
He told me who I know I already am
He told me where to go
We love despite it
We love despite it
But then he didn't let go when I said
And I would rather severe my arm than have him on the end
Then down you continued to sink
Gagging for breath
It was murkier than I dare admit
It was murkier than I dare admit
It was murkier than I dare admit
It was murkier than I dare admit
Devon Church embraces a warm and introspective singer-songwriter sound evocative of Lee Hazlewood and Nick Cave on his latest. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2023