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Dust

by Kelley Smith

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wilfreed I love Music that moves my heart.
Kelley moves my soul with her voice and words.
She is a wonderful authentic Folk singer <3
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DUST is “a song for grief,” says Minnesota-based folk musician Kelley Smith. Moved by the loss of a loved one to cancer, Smith ruminates on the visceral longing for one’s physical presence after they’ve moved on. The smell of their clothes; the sound of their voice; the warmth of their skin.

Written beside an open window in springtime, she crafts a landscape for the griever’s imagination: A rising and setting sun; birdsong; flower beds. Dust welcomes listeners to have mixed feelings; a juxtaposition of hope, and the despair of longing for something that can no longer be grasped.

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Just another early morn.
The sun came up without you.
The world keeps spinnin' like my head is spinnin'.
It's all the same, and that's more than I can bear.

The birds, they greet the day with songs of old.
Songs they hold for those bowed low.
They fly free just like a sign for you and me
That this gravity will give way some day, some day.

From dust we come and, lord, to dust we will return.
The peace, the pain of every season's change.
Seems like yesterday your hand was warming mine
And now you've slipped through my fingers. Dust.

It's not that I'm afraid for you.
You'll be light, and I'll be blue.
'Cause I can't recognize a world without your smile.
It's not the same. It'll take a little time.

From dust we come and, lord, to dust we will return.
The peace, the pain of every season's change.
Seems like yesterday your hand was warming mine
And now you've slipped through my fingers.

Time walks on, and so will I.
The sun went down without you.
But you lie deep beneath the flower beds, in my head.
Still your love nurtures me, oh.

From dust we come and, lord, to dust we will return.
The peace, the pain of every season's change.
Seems like yesterday your hand was warming mine
And now you've slipped through my fingers.

Seems like yesterday I opened up my hands and set you free.
Dust.

credits

released October 14, 2022
Written by Kelley Smith
Produced and mixed by Joel Schwartz
Vocals and acoustic guitar by Kelley Smith
Resonator guitar, electric guitar, bass guitar, and keyboards by Joel Schwartz
Mastered by Justin Gray
Photography by Jamie Prax

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American singer/songwriter Kelley Smith is a hopeless romantic who fancies old poetry and grandpa sweaters. Prone to melancholy and daydreaming, Smith spent her childhood roaming the woods of Minnesota and singing to forest animals. To this day, her longing for that landscape runs deep and seems to find its way into her songs in one way or another. ... more

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