Layers of piano, cello, noise, and spoken word lead the listener from the idyllic (domestic sphere) to the uneasy (natural world) to represent the often-unfulfilling nature of traditional femininity.
lyrics
Sometimes toward evening
When the sun is giving up
When I have cleared the dinner table
And my husband sits in the library
His fingers stroking the curve of a pipe
And my children sleep upstairs
Their rosebud mouths buttoned and silent
I leave the house, the apron, the dishes
Leave the lighthouse on the hill
Toward the grass and shore and shadow
To stand at the water’s mouth
As it opens wider, wider
The moon pulling it closer by the teeth
And wonder what it would be like
What would it be like
What would it be like
What would it be like
{ inspired by "Lighthouse Hill" by Edward Hopper }
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