always watching clocks go ‘round and ‘round
all that goes up must fall right back down
my palms are exits within other exits never finding town
i’m approaching that initiation
running them blocks to the bus station
worried i don’t catch onto my own imposter syndrome
and home is where they let you be
home is not the same to me
i’m not home when i’m at all with me
i’m still cunning for that face
and the ride has been so long and short
a ride that makes no sense to me
and i’m not home when i’m at all with me
i’m still searching for that peace
i’m still searching for that peace
searching for that peace
searching for that peace
searching for that peace
my teeth are shifting like cascadia induction
a crow sits its feet under each of my eyes
as my thighs are already like a hall of mirrors never telling lies
Oly airport has lights all of primary
but each and every one has become the same
pacing back and forth i’m losing my rhyming scheme
and breath of judgment speaking whisper of the tide
and home is where they let you be
home is not the same to me
i’m not home when i’m at all with me
i’m still cunning for that face
and the ride has been so long and short
a ride that makes no sense to me
and i’m not home when i’m at all with me
i’m still searching for that peace
Chicago’s NIIKA has made a record rich in nuance, drawing on soul, pop, jazz, and even folk to craft stunningly intricate songs. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2020
Consummate pop songwriting both smart and smooth, with the ability to resonate universally without compromising uniqueness. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 20, 2017