“I’m looking for the place the spirit meets the skin
can’t figure out why that place feels so hard to be in
we’re all of us at this ill-fitting party
busy pretending to relate
and it’s getting harder and harder to fake
acting like everything’s in its place”
This is one of Liz Harris’ first intelligible songs and the lyrics are beautiful and succinct. It’s like she knows what its like for me to go to a party on campus these days. Or socializing in general.
I guess the magazine doesn’t have this article anymore or it wasn’t posted online. Either way, it’s incredible.