Lyra Hill - My Vacant Friend by Tyson Thurston published on 2017-02-18T03:22:40Z - Lyra Hill - "My Vacant Friend" - Recorded Dec 2016 - Feb 2017 at Hear A New World in Chicago, IL - and Los Angeles, CA - Words and music by Lyra Hill - Alto flute by Rob Frye - Recorded and mixed by Tyson Thurston. Produced by Tyson Thurston and Lyra Hill Lyrics: Death always hanging around offering grief, sickness settling lower to womb, like pulled taffy coiled and remolding Death how could you be anything but cruel, to cause such pain? You pour out suffering it feels personal I struggle not to follow the dead Why can't you satisfy the need to be rid of you? No matter how often you say you're going to your absence, it is you I never really know if I'm alone I groaned, "I know myself so well that I'm bored by my anxieties" Ceaselessly meeting I fear uselessness I struggle not to follow the dead Trying to sense when standing still is the appropriate action I let the anchor fall from my lower back and bend forward, leaning away from my tether the tension stretches all my ribs my body shakes from the beating of my heart I'm letting go, I'm letting go I'm letting go of control.
