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Branches

from Back to the Old House by Sawmill

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Oh you never noticed it,
Something so small.
Oh you know I’ve never been,
Inside the wall.
Snap the branches down to size,
Then collect more.
Just before the sun is set,
It darkens the room.

I’ll be here alone again,
Shaking with the wind.
Autumn, as the seasons change,
Will I stay the same?
Fated to stay in the house,
I was written for.

Oh the fearful sensation,
Of finding out,
This familiar narrative,
Is coming down.
Push the curtains open to,
Lighten the room.
Is this fate or consequence?
Or something new?

Look out at the countryside,
A sight to behold.
Does it make you think or just,
Admire the view?
Oh you never noticed it,
Something so small.
Oh you know I’ve never been,
Inside the wall.

I’ll be here alone again,
Shaking with the wind.
Autumn, as the seasons change,
Will I stay the same?
Fated to stay in the house,
I was written for.

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from Back to the Old House, track released October 1, 2020

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Sawmill Marrickville, Australia

Sawmill is Sydney-based solo artist and producer Nick McMillan's DIY recording project. A texturally rich blend of introspective, dreamy, and visually evocative, Sawmill blurs the lines between alt-rock, shoegaze, and folk.

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