Quarrel
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
He who asks for much
Has much to give
I don’t ask for much
Just enough to live
Ooh, in the light
Morning will reveal the spoils of night
Through the walls of Jericho
Ooh-ooh, lies a heart of stone
With you, half the battle is proving that we’re at war
I would give my life just for the privilege to ignore
Don’t call it a lovers’ quarrel
Don’t call it a lovers’ quarrel
— Moses Sumney on Aromanticism Album
I’ve been working digitally on my watercolour palette’s next colour combos. I think that this one will work out fine -) This song, Quarrel, has a softness to it that feels so good in these troubled times.
