tomato-bird: HERMES River Styx is high and wide Cinderbricks and razorwireWalls of iron and concrete
HERMES
River Styx is high and wide
Cinderbricks and razorwire
Walls of iron and concrete
Hound dogs howling round the gate
Them dogs’ll lay down and play dead
If you got the bones, if you got the bread
But if all you got is your own two legs
You best be glad you got ’em
ORPHEUS
Wait for me, I’m coming
Wait, I’m coming with you
Wait for me, I’m coming too
I’m coming to
HERMES
You’re on the lam, you’re on the run
Don’t give your name, you don’t have one
And don’t look no one in the eye
That town will try to suck you dry
They’ll suck your brain, They’ll suck your breath
They’ll pluck the heart right out your chest
They’ll truss you up in your Sunday best
And stuff your mouth with cotton-“Wait for Me” from the folk opera/concept album Hadestown by Anaïs Mitchell, a retelling of the myth of Orpheus set in post-apocalyptic Depression America. Srsly, one of the most beautiful things I’ve heard all year, so I made a painting.
