Jess Hill

Thank you, dearies! Thank you for making room for my fresh sounds, my giddy rambling, my pounding heart and all the nerves that wire them together. So much love!

Oh, it rains and I smile.
I can’t help but feel a little bit responsible as I walk around the city with my locket empty and open….yes, my heart is overflowing.

In honour of tonights unveiling may I present the newest of the new. Lyrics for the most recent of heart murmurs.
Hear it tonight for the first time… xo

HARD WORDS

i got hard words in my gut
the kind that can puncture our lungs
if i let them keep holding court there
then we won’t get to come up for air

i’ve known men who waited for it
as though it were some kind of gift
like a song in my throat was a good way to know, you were loved

but you don’t hear me, you are not in the room
we just see what we say as it becomes the proof
of the light still shining in you

the words won’t roll off my tongue
they will fall from my fingers and then they will run
to where i just can not tell the water from all of the blood

they will be a reminder to us

that the sun comes up everyday
despite what the moon may or may not say
even if love beats us senseless, we still have our senses
and the night can alleviate the pain

we’ve got hard words in our guts
yeah the kind that could puncture our lungs
and if we let them keep holding court there
well, we won’t get to come up for air

kiss me slow, all your words in a row
let the sweet lulling din of wires and wind
lead us to the light of day

so it seemed
that i had been
waiting on
a bumble bee
to mistakenly,
think that i might be
i might be….

a flower in bloom

a rose in your teeth
a mornings glory
a buttered up cup
a daffodil fill up
of the raw stuff,
something so sweet
an essential ingredient in making…

honey

so sweet

a flower in bloom

honey, honey on my tongue
sweetest breath inside my lungs
a little death, a kiss, a sting
lip to lip, pollinating