harvest

by Kirsten Opstad

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this moon's collection were inspired by tarot

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released September 13, 2019

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Kirsten Opstad Los Angeles, California

Kirsten Opstad is a Los Angeles-based singer-songwriter.

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Track Name: it's happening
Blowing smoke and pulling air
I shouldn’t but I dare to speak
Wishing I could just un-see
The inconvenient prophecy

Why do I do this to me?
How powerful the mind can be
I thought it, now it’s happening

Lonely as a plume of smoke
Rising in the western sky
Love you like a dirty joke
That always comes with a surprise

Why do I do this to me?
How powerful the mind can be
I thought it, now it’s happening, it's happening

Teach me how to sing different songs in different orders
Teach me how to think that good things are around the corner

Why do I do this to me?
How powerful the mind can be
I thought it, now it’s happening, happening
It's happening
Track Name: the creator
Keeping seeds like secrets
Cards from shuffled stacks
You’ll have to wait to see
The fish I’m throwing back

Taking my time
Letting the mud dry

Oh graceful note, chicken scratch and legal pad
Oh broken home, take me back

Don’t call me baby, baby
Fire sign with match
You barely know me lady
I can’t get attached

Passing the time
Taking my own side

Oh graceful note, chicken scratch and legal pad
Oh broken home, take me back

I can set fires, slash tires and hotwire cars, blindfolded in the dark
I’m staying naked; it’s sacred to feel so alive, looking darkness in the eye

Eye of the mind
Wait for the right time

Oh broken road, heavy load and twisted path
Oh hopeful note, lead me back
Oh hopeful note, lead me back
Oh, hopeful note
Track Name: under the ace
Under my wing
Where I carry my tiredness
Way in the back of my mind
Past the old carousel slides

It’s you I choose to love
It’s you I choose

Under a layer of bashful, we’re narcissists
Feigning our tributes to life
Why’d you tell me, not your wife?

It’s you I used to love
It’s you I used

After the miserable fight
There’s a memory
Delicate etching on bone
Amplified when I’m alone

It’s you I lose to love
It’s you I lose

Under the surface
The water is treacherous
Even the best swimmers drown
Ace looks the same upside down

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