Wheat fields, softly in the night, you were never going to be that way. Chasing it, dead grass sticking to your face. In Evergreen, stopping in the mud there are bodies under here you’d say, that wanted things. It’s just a story would you tell it anyway.
I knew you so well, did you know.
There was a leaf rain coming that would stop between the sky and ground. And running though, you could drink it just by opening your mouth. But before, you couldn’t stand the sadness or the thirst of an overcast. And even worse, when it was good you knew it always came back.
Portland singer/songwriter delivers a gorgeous Christmas EP, fashioned in the lush style of classics by Bing Crosby and Johnny Mathis. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2020
supported by 5 fans who also own “Evergreen Cemetery”
Incredible songwriting and vocals. The songs are so beautiful and are full of honesty and freshness. I'm very glad I discovered Julie's music! nick arne