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I want to cut the bullshit out from everything
walk 10,000 miles with no hope
or self-praise to sing
and when I return, I’ll sit around a table with my parents and eat
charcoal burning
in our backyard on our patio on 10th street.
there’s a prison walking down the coast
on the coast there’s a prison walking down
there’s a prison walking down the coast
on the coast there’s a prison walking down
there’s a prison in my face
there’s a prison in my chest
there’s a prison in my arms
there’s a prison in my legs
there’s a prison in my dick
there’s a prison in my waist
there’s a prison in my veins
there’s a prison in my veins
If I scream hard enough
can I shatter these walls?
You ask, What am I called.
I want to be a
There’s nothing more strange
than your hometown and the body you grew up with
and the probability that that’s what you’re given.
What are the chances I’d get what I got - and how do I accept it?
When you tell me that I’m in the wrong -
I say I know, I can feel it, I can feel it.
I want to be a girl.
She’s driving tonight with her daughter and her wife.
She’s driving tonight with her little baby girl and her gun-slinging wife.
The kingfisher takes flight from it’s twin
she’s everyone now
brings the sweet bay leaves to the calluna
gives life to the ground.