From the recording Backroads
Recorded and Produced by Christian Moder / The Kinetic Console (@kineticconsole)
Mastering: Brian Leach at JoyRide Studio
Photography: Vivian Krumm
Design: Hazel Krumm
Additional Photography: Nathan Keay (nathankeay.com)
Lyrics and Music by Hazel Krumm
Hazel Krumm: Vocals, Guitar
Jake Brookman: Cello
Brian Krumm: Guitar
Christian Moder: Keyboards, DrumsAll songs © and ℗ 2024 Hazel Krumm (ASCAP) / Frank Octane Experiment (ASCAP)
Special thanks to Christian Moder and Devin Statham, Laura Coy, and Brian Hunt for Design Input
Lyrics
Wooden Floors
Trace your words across my body
Let them whisper what you want to say
Let me hold you till the morning
For at least another day
Said i’ll love you like a poet
And i’ll open all your doors
You’ll find me in your every thought
And in cracks of wooden floors
I’m not coming close to needing more
I’m not letting faults become a war
Look at me a second longer
I kinda like it when you stare
I look stupid in the moment
But i know that you won’t care
Screaming secrets to the sunlight
Let you overcome your fear
Touch me like you really need it
Pull me in and keep me near
I’m not getting close to needing more
I’m too busy cracking wooden floors
I’m not getting close to needing more
I’m too busy waiting at your door
Hold it open
Hold me under (wooden floors)
Hold it open
Hold me under
Hold it open
Hold me under
Hold me close
Written By: Hazel Krumm