What retribution have I earned
at the scythe of this land?
Cut every crop, but cut not my hand
In the eager gaze of the morning
twin swallows wing
In search of a flock;
black on the twilit ceiling
I did not ask for this
What a rotten lot in the viper’s pit
I’ve been given
Through painted woods I run
I feel not the brush on my skin
Only the cry of my kin
The creek of the slowly rising tree
I hear my father’s cry
I have no answer for him
Only in the forest dim
Do I know my place on the earth
I have asked for this
There in the questioning heart I’ve been given
Why would you spare me now?
You never spared me before
when I walked through the woods in doubt
The Oh Hellos sind was besonderes für mich. Ich mag die Wechsel zwischen den ruhigen, atmospherischen Passagen und den rhythmischen Passagen. Ich mag wie ihr Spannung aufbaut. Ich mag die Stimme von Maggie und Tyler. Ich mage den unisono Gesang der ganzen Band. Ich wünsche mir eine neue Produktion von The Oh Hellos und Surfjan Stevens; und eine Tour mit einem Konzert im Westen von Deutschland. Kert Goéland
The Oh Hellos have come to hold a very special place in my heart, not just in this album, but in others as well. Hello My Old Heart was one of the first songs I ever heard by them, and it's been a treasured journey listening to them ever since. ladyoforion
NYC polymath Wells develops rich, layered modern-classical compositions into reflections on queerness, climate change, and the AIDS crisis. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2022