Words of Others | Wonderfully Demonic

I’ve been listening to Thea Gilmore for a while now. Here lyrics are vivid, and one of my favorite songs of hers is “Come Up With Me,” from the album Liejacker. I particularly like the second verse:

Well, there’s a road out there where two hands meet
And trouble has been hanging on the wing
And everything we’ve seen they were dancing in the street
It’s time for you to lift your head and sing
And the sky will open out, and the bones of heaven crack
And we will rise like demons, baby, we ain’t ever coming back

Chorus:

You come up you come up you come up you come up come up you come up with me
You come up you come up you come up you come up come up you come up with me

The line about rising like demons really struck me, because you don’t often hear someone referring to themselves as a demon without it being a negative connotation (unless it’s in a metaphor like “speed demon.”)

Here is a video of her performing the song live.

Also, you can hear the album version on her Web site. It’s in the player at the bottom of the page, if your click forward from the first song.