CocoRosie - After the Afterlife
Official video. <3
I enjoy things that are a bit out of place, like myself.
You told me I’m a flower, the final hour’s my time to go
I thought you loved me, the way you touched me
Never get violent, I did not know.
I thought the father was the protector,
Was the creator, but you are none.
Although my bones you may have shattered,
it doesn’t matter, ‘cause I am whole.
CocoRosie - Devil’s Island
"They sing eye-opening accounts of unsayable things, yet their music ultimately celebrates a spiritual freedom attainable in the purely natural world. Their songs blend a myriad of styles and references, from hip-hop and reggae through to folk and opera, shaping the most painful of experiences into memorable and evocative pop songs. Taken as a whole, CocoRosie’s music is an ongoing psychologically intimate dialogue between the siblings. Each sister has her own persona and vocal delivery; Bianca delivers hard-hitting truths in a childlike voice whilst Sierra responds in pure open tones, playing a range of instruments including the harp, flute, piano, and guitar."
— CitySlang’s CocoRosie Biography
— CitySlang’s CocoRosie Biography
CocoRosie - Tears for Animals
CocoRosie - Child Bride
(Hope not too lonely)
I watch the grass blow through the window.
I’m a g-grasswidow, I’m a grasswidow.
News from the sparrow, my friendly fellow:
They get along just fine without me.
They’re never lonely.
(Source: yayayayasmin, via afrikaankatz)
Broken sundown, fatherless showdown
Gun hip, swollen lip, bottle sip, yeah
I suck dick, lose grip on gravity force
Sky blinding, crumbling walls.
River sweep away my memories of
Children’s things, a young mother’s love
Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh
Young hearts burst open, wounds bleed fresh.
A young brother, skinny and tall, my older walks oceanward
In somber slumber, sleeping, flowers in the water,
but I’m just his daughter.
Walking down an icy grave, leading to my schizophrenic father.
Weeping willow, won’t you wallow louder?
Searching for my father’s power.
What happened to my life? Oh, this ain’t right.
I should’ve taken it myself with uncle Freddie’s knife
‘cause the graveyard’s better suited for a bloodless daughter bride.
Harmless Monster, with flowers in your hair.
By the roadside, in the nighttime, I’m hardly even there.
A blurry sudden change of color.
It’s your eyes who deceived you.
I was an angel, someone’s sweet thing,
With flowers in my hair.
CocoRosie truly are angels on earth, I mean. I have no other explanation for it. They’re beautiful, spiritual beings.
God is a woman.
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