I left my family to go and join the war told my 6 year old daughter it was her I was fighting for packed up my bags with a picture of her they call me a sergeant when I'm sober this is the war without an end
I took my dreams to the frontline met my comrades and drank some wine I led the charge into the smoke with the taste of glory in my throat this is the war without an end
this is the war without an end
now we've captured some enemy ground the price is clear once the dust settles down we gather our heroes and give them a cross with god on our side we accept the loss this is the war without an end
I take a breath as I hear of the ceasefire my boots have holes and my faith is tired I can't remember why I'm here and his paper fence won't make this disappear this is the war without an end
this is the war without an end
My 6 year old daughter asks me where I've been questions like these leave me empty I kiss her cheek and turn away as I hear the ghosts inside me say this is the war without an end
Juggling art rock, chamber folk, and bedroom pop, Obscura Hail's double EP charts vast stylistic terrain with confidence and ease. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 28, 2020
Montreal singer-songwriter Myriam Gendron's sophomore album, a mix of standards and originals, keeps living folk traditions vital. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2021