Soccer Mommy - Wildflowers

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{Verse 1}
Wildflowers don't grow in the city
My heart turns gray and shriveled now
I want to be who I wasn't
I want to dance in my field of blue
A child running for nothin'
I watched you go, my feet were glued

I found God on Sunday
Morning, layin' next to you
My arms stretched out like Jesus
White sheets nail me down to the bed
My heaven burns on Monday
With a broken heart and an aching head

{Verse 2}
Wildflowers don't grow in the city
I dreamt the sidewalk broke in two
The earth was calling to me
A vine stretched down Fifth Avenue
It came in through my window
Carry me home like you used to

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Chill but kinda sad.

That’s the way that Sophie Allison describes her brand of melancholy bedroom pop that she releases under the name Soccer Mommy on Bandcamp. Allison, a Nashville native, wrote music while in college in New York and independently released a slew of EPs. In 2017, she signed to Fat Possum Records and released Collection, a compilation of some of those songs. On March 2nd, 2018, she released a full-length album titled Clean, containing all-new material. Though Soccer Mommy is still only Allison, she records and tours with lead guitarist Julian Powell, drummer Nick Brown and pianist Gabe Wax.