Limbo by Asthmatic Harp published on 2020-07-02T17:13:12Z Release date: 29 July 2020 Music: Asthmatic Harp Words: Roma Havers Lyrics: Limbo This isn’t public art anymore, This is intimacy made so you want to look away, Unless you have the stomach for it. I wanted to hold your hand but I was so far away, And I was distracted by the way your lower lip was surplus to your moon face: You articulate mime, must you pale that way like a slowly freezing pond? And if this is a kind of ending let it be a kind one, This terrible birthday present: Just a small ruck of ice-shavings after ungrateful slice of blade, gift wrapped in Mondays. I wanted to hold your hand but I was so far away, And I was distracted by the way your lower lip was surplus to your moon face: You articulate mime, must you pale that way like a slowly freezing pond? I don't know if I believe my self anymore or if I even recognise my voice When I replayed the tapes. Take your time. I don't want a thank you note. I wanted to hold your hand but I was so far away, And I was distracted by the way your lower lip was surplus to your moon face: You articulate mime, must you pale that way like a slowly freezing pond? The problem of comfort and comforting is not what matters but how we make a mattering of it. I wanted to hold your hand but I was so far away, And I was distracted by the way your lower lip was surplus to your moon face: You articulate mime, must you pale that way like a slowly freezing pond? Genre Folk & Singer-Songwriter Comment by Craig T Elliott This is such a cool well written song! 2022-12-29T20:00:11Z Comment by Miaow McDonald beautiful. xx 2022-07-06T22:26:20Z Comment by Zykoryan amazing 🤩 2021-03-18T06:13:05Z Comment by Doug The Moleman I keep coming back to this, it's just so well made! 2020-12-16T21:48:58Z Comment by elljott Thank you for submitting the lyrics! :) 2020-11-09T23:33:04Z Comment by Craig Owen a unique sound and combination of instruments 2020-10-11T03:27:35Z