where are the flowers i think that your eyes are closed
you hide behind a wall
I've seen you gently rise, don't want to watch you fall
but does it mean anything at all?

you took my day, you rob my soul, I hear you say
using my words, something I wrote
why should I let the spring wind
take it and blow it all?

when did you decide I was better left alone
that you had used it all
another shadow's growing and I'm feeling cold
but does it even matter at all?

you hide away, you took my thoughts, what did it take
to crush the flowers on the wall
why don't we let the spring wind
take it and blow it all?


from Tiny Specks of Delight, released October 2, 2012



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Hélène Renaut Los Angeles, California

'Imagine Syd Barrett and Françoise Hardy having a musical baby'- West Coast Folk's best kept secret, Hélène Renaut's French psych-folk explores that improbable territory where Leonard Cohen, Nick Drake, and 60s girl groups would be having a party while Brahms is conducting a quartet in the other room. "Renaut’s voice is more unique and bewitching than her contemporaries or influences." (Eric Shea) ... more

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