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Bath Time

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    Available on 180 GSM heavyweight green/white marble vinyl. Sleeve printed on high-quality uncoated card with lyrics and credits included on the inner sleeve.

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    Gorgeous, ethically sourced white print on black tote. Design by Maija Sofia. (Ships mid March)

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    Maija Sofia's debut album Bath Time on 12" Black Vinyl

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  • Limited Edition 12" Turquoise Vinyl 180gsm
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  • The Stars Glint Tote Bag
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    Available in Black or White, featuring lyrics from The Wife Of Michael Cleary

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1.
THE GOLD SHOES The gold shoes stood by the wardrobe reflecting the light of sun and moon ‘We are yours, girl, to dance in til dawn comes, if only you’d try us on for an hour or two’ ‘But I know of the curse that lives in the soles of you jealous and greedy, you want me to walk in you, I won’t give in to the glint in your grin, no matter how tempting or threatening.’ By midnight I learned how to moonbathe and counteract the rays of the sun, when you’re hydrogen lonely and helium light you float like solar dust into the sky.
2.
Hail Mary 04:11
And I’m aware that it could dark again but I could be happy for a time, could enjoy the night for a while. I’ve got your hands around my neck and your knife in my side, so dig a little deeper because babe, I’m still fine. Hail Mary, full of grace, get into the backseat and wipe the tears from your face and learn to kiss with your mouth wide open learn to kiss like there’s still hope and hold, and hold, and hold me close. And I’m aware that I’m just a piece of flesh just a pair of dull eyes, no thoughts, not worthwhile but if I catch on fire, could you let me know? If you set me alight, can I burn out slow? Hail Mary, full of grace, get into the backseat and wipe the dirt from your face and learn to kiss with your mouth wide open learn to kiss like there’s still hope and hold, and hold, and hold me close. Baby if you’ll have me, you can have me you can have me but I’ve been used up and baby if you’ll have me, you can have me, you can have me if I’m good enough, and baby, if you’ll have me, you can have me you can have me and when you get bored, you can drop me, you can drop me, put me back on the floor. Hail Mary, full of grace, get into the backseat and wipe the dirt from your face and learn to fuck with your legs wide open, learn to love like there’s still hope that you won’t ever let me go.
3.
I wait and the sky is stained a dull industrial hue caught somewhere between a blush and a bruise and even the heavens appear to bear a wound still, I wait at the gates and you're already late but I'm still in love with you, I’m so in love. So let the days run away we don't need them to stay paint star maps on my arms babe and I'll let them lead the way we won't come to any harm our boat waits in the bay so let’s jump from the decks my dear we're sinking anyway. But on your knees I was some new-age Beatrice some Edie Sedgwick bulimic priestess and I made my dress from seaweed and cigarettes and baby I'll internalise the bad things I can't forget and I call upon the medicine man he reads the lines in my hands I come down with the falling dew I didn't think I'd get close to you til I saw your face in the dregs of my cup and caught your heart at the end of my hook who'd have thought it would have to come back to this old act of letting blood well I warned you I would be no good after all, I am no good. But at your feet I was a fallen queen some Ozymandian tragedy and I made my dress from handfuls of old cobwebs and baby I'll eroticise the bad things I can't forget. Consult the charts, the ephemeris and list the names of boys I've kissed count the knots and measure the wind will I always be your favourite thing? I reeled you in and you drew closer I never meant to fuck you over your limbs draped across my shoulder, once a feather now a boulder.
4.
I wrapped his wounds in nettle leaves around his neck an amulet of rabbit feet a love as deep as winter sea, when the waves rolled out I was left on the beach. And underneath my petticoats of cotton and calico, a gypsy heart and a madwoman's soul, so stir your tea leaves and butter your bread, but the wife of Michael Cleary won't be home again. That night the rage of thunder burned across his chest as he gathered up his hunters and rounded up his men and they searched along the rivers and the mountains and the glen but the wife of Michael Cleary won't be home again. The stars glint like cleavers, my love it was only a fever I swear I tried to get clean, but it keeps the bats away and it keeps the devil near. And he would look into my eyes, my two round lapis lazuli back in our bed he'd set me alight and we'd cast the demons out all night, til they dowsed the flames by the holy well and the smoke filled up the guilty air and the village smelt like burning flesh as the changeling was put to rest and all the ladies shook their heads and bit their lips as they softly said 'Oh the scandal! oh the mess! The wife of Cleary must be dead!' And the moon gaped like an open mouth as they stood in shock to watch the flames die down my baby's safe now, Liverpool bound, and I'm safe from hell in the hallowed ground. And the stars glint like cleavers, my love, it was only a fever I swear I tried to get clean, but it keeps the bats away and it keeps the devil near.
5.
The Glitter 03:46
When Jean changed her world, she became a chorus girl in feathers and sequins and long strings of pearls but nobody liked the sound of her voice, to thick like molasses, to foreign and coy. In Bloomsbury square, we counted the birds, I said to the magpie, ‘I’m the shiniest girl.’ We lived out of cafes and bars through the winter, how did we pare the love down to a splinter? Well Jean, she grew thin, I regret she’s a drinker, in our basement room, the storm’s just a shiver. But out on the street, the lights hum and flicker, Jean do you remember how we danced through the glitter? And my god’s a good god, you say with a whisper but no god is true and I swear I’m not bitter but I used to dream of towers and pillars, and I still believe in red neon flickers. Do you think one day baby I’ll be rich or pretty? Do you think one day baby I’ll move back to the city? Do you think all the birds still flock to the square? And do you think if I looked, I might find you there?
6.
Cobweb 03:20
She carries around the light of the moon in the curve of her spine and a runcible spoon at the hinge of morning she sits at her loom and weaves yellow light out of the blue. But I’m only as wise as you I’m only quietly tending an old wound I’m only carried as the wind’s old news but it carried me quickly and whispered me to you. The walls are damp from your breathing so I guess your still alive, none of this easy it does not mean I do try to take a cobweb for a lover, to be a spider for a night for when I’m barely treading water I neither sink nor swim nor take flight. I don’t know what doesn’t grow under my own skin, among my own bones I don’t know what I’ve never had to pull down from the sky, from my tightrope I don’t know, I didn’t know! I was dragged out by the old tom cat down the road! I don’t know, I didn’t know, I was on my own, I was on my own. And I’m only as wise as you I’m only quietly tending an old wound I’m only carried as the wind’s old news but it carried me quickly and whispered me to you.
7.
Morning 05:24
I miss you when I find the grains of sand in my pocket lining love notes from the ocean, and the strange way that time corrodes things. My shoes filled up with water, you put fishbones in my hands as the black and briny sea tried to swallow up the land and I’ll never heed another man nor his salty commands I do exactly as I please with my own salty hands. But you were good for me and it shows, I was hideous, heaven knows - how ugly to think I could fix you. And all the ugly things that I would do, and I’m starting to… I miss you in the morning, yellow light, when haven’t yet remembered that the presence is just some shapeless outline but the sea wind blows me awake, the surf and spray shock me to shape, and I am not yet unafraid of our potential for mistake. I miss you when the dusk falls, spent the whole day getting bored I heard they started building ugly flats along the shoreline and it was bleak enough already but sure what’s a few blocks more when someone’s making money from those pebbledash eyesores. So tell me did you settle down? Did you find another girl? I don’t think of you so much these days, but I hope I’m prettier than her and nothing can corrode me now, of that I am sure, when I lick the salt from my fingertips, I never thirst for something more. And anyway, these days I live just up from the square where on sunny days the smell of the brewery hangs in the air, sometimes I think about the strange flat we shared with all the antique furniture waiting to be repaired. And sometime we’d hear the floors creak upstairs and on bad nights you’d whisper my name like a prayer and the louder you’d chant your psychotic dithyramb we were summoning some devil from the space between our hands and I hope you can forgive me, there’s only so much I can stand and now you are gone, all I’ve got are these pockets full of sand.
8.
Elizabeth 04:34
Elizabeth, she’s not quite with it, maybe she’s more than she seems maybe there’s more underneath. Elizabeth, why did you always look so sad? You wanted more from your dreams you wanted more than you’d seen. I wonder how it must feel, to someone so clever and beautiful all at once? You wrote your love’s never true changes his fashion from brightest red to blue. And I know I should have stayed with you that night but it got too late and it was too cold outside I don’t know what to do with the rest of my life I still hear your voice everytime I close my eyes. Elizabeth, you always scared me a bit so I went out and found someone, you stayed at home drinking laudanum. I wonder how it must feel, to someone so clever and beautiful all at once? One thing I learned from that time, it was always you, my Ophelia now you’ve died. And I know I should have stayed with you that night… So I went back to the cemetery for the last time I put my spade in the ground (I didn’t make a sound) but when I opened your coffin I found that I really wasn’t prepared - all my lost words had been tangled up in your hair.
9.
The trees they do grow high and the leaves they do grow green it’s many a cold winter’s night my love and I have seen on a cold winter’s night, my love, you and I alone have been. Oh my bonny boy is young, but he’s growing. Oh father, dear father, you’ve done to me much harm, to go and get me married to one who is so young for he is only fifteen years and I am twenty-one Oh my bonny boy is young, but he’s growing. Growing, growing, my bonny boy is young but he’s growing. Oh daughter, dear daughter, I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll send your love to college for another year or two. And all around his college cap I'll tie a ribbon blue, to let the ladies know that he's married. Married, married, to let the ladies know that he's married. Now at the age of sixteen he was a married man, And at the age of seventeen a father to a son, And at the age of eighteen the grass grew over him. Cruel death soon put an end to his growing, Growing, growing, cruel death soon put an end to his growing. And now my love is dead and in his grave doth lie, The green grass grows over him so very very high. I will sit and mourn his death until the day I die And I'll watch all over his child while he's growing, Growing, growing, I'll watch all over his child while he's growing.

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released November 22, 2019

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Maija Sofia Dublin, Ireland

maija sofia is a singer, writer and recording artist from rural galway

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