I saw this skirmish when it popped up but didn't have time in the moment, so came back to it this morning. I immediately had a sense of what I wanted to talk about but it took a bit to get it going. I also wanted to pull out the banjo this morning, which I hadn't played in ages (possibly since last FAWM? 😬 ), but which was still mostly in tune in G modal, so we stayed there and I just noodled around until I found sounds that worked with the melody that was forming over the lyrics. Someday I will regain enough clawhammer skills to use the 5th string and sing at the same time lol

Anyway, this is a true story. I've spent a lot of the last couple of years coming to the conclusion that I've always been a witch, even though that label was really hard to claim for myself as someone who was raised in a conservative evangelical environment.

#Folk #SingerSongwriter #AcousticOneTake #PersonWithBanjo #Witchy

I was always weird and wild I was a witchy little child I must admit, despite the fact I grew up in the church Tried so hard to be good And live the way they said I should But in retrospect, it's evident That there were always signs

There were stones in my pockets Stones in the desk drawers Stones stashed in places No one ever thought to use before

I muttered incantations Fought persistent fascination With magic and with fantasies I wanted to be real Tried to hide my intuition Brush it off as superstition But I could never shake the sense That there was something more

There were stones in my pockets Stones in the desk drawers Stones stashed in places No one ever thought to use before

I'm still weird and wild Now that witchy little child Knows their power and their worth And still today it's true

There are stones in my pockets Stones in the desk drawers Stones stashed in places No one ever thought to use before