credits: Annie Higgins (synth, vocals), Jason Toth (drums), Joshua Dumas (electronics), Casey Foubert (baritone guitar, bass synth), mixed by Casey Foubert

Lyrics: taken from translation of the poem “Hymn” by Charles Baudelaire translated by Eli Siegel, Hail, American Development (New York: Definition Press, 1968)

To the very dear, the beautiful one
fills my heart with clearness
the angel immortal idol 
hail immortality 

She is where my life is like air tinged with salt
in my still desiring soul
Pours, the taste of eternity 

How love incorruptible 
She’ll tell you with truth
The grain that lies unseen
How love incorruptible 
She’ll tell you with truth
The beginning of everlasting 
Pours .....

She is where my life is like air tinged with salt
In my still desiring soul, pours the taste of eternity 
Pours .....

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Angel

credits: 
Annie Higgins (synth, vocals, electronics, arrangements)
Jason Toth (drums)
Mixed by Tana Barbier
Mastered by Alan Douches
Artwork/image by Matthias Jung

‘TIDES’ by AM Higgins, out now on We Are Unique! Records. From the album The Dream Trap (21 Feb 2025)

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Lyrics: 
I love that someone said, "A Great Homesickness," 
that we could never shed...
I love the tenderness, under waves that roll...

When the day breaks and the tide is down
I will count on you
Can a moonrise, can a shifting tide
Ever keep us from view?

I love that someone said, "A Great Homesickness," 
that we could never shed...
I love the tenderness, under waves that roll...

A horizon near the ocean floor
there’s a shell that sings a tune
Can a riptide, can a fallen sky 
ever keep us from you? 

We found our home
And we found love was waiting 
And it won’t be long
Another morning painted
Cause we found our home 
Another morning painted 
We found
We found 

© Annie Higgins

Tides

credits: Annie Higgins (juno, vocals, electronics, arrangements), Jason Toth (drums), Joshua Dumas (electronics)
mixed by Tana Barbier
mastered by Alan Douches

Artwork/image by Matthias Jung

Lyrics:

The morning greets you by the hand
The wind is howlin like she’s mad
All the trees are whispering all the simple joys of living 
The water on the lake is frozen dead

A walk, a stroll, amongst the snow
The evergreens they ought to know 
That you can hear most everything 
all the secrets that the land can sing,
The underbelly of the north 

It’s time
It’s time
It’s time
For them to know 
The underbelly of the north 
The underbelly of the north 

Out by your lake
A white sky elates
A whole land waits
For the messages you decode 
From the forests and the fjords

© Annie Higgins

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A Walk with Jean Sibelius

credits: Annie Higgins (synth, vocals, electronics, arrangements), Jason Toth (drums)
mixed by Tana Barbier
mastered by Alan Douches

Artwork/image by Matthias Jung

Lyrics: 

As the fog distills
Around sleeping hills
A silver light shows

Disappearing trees
Yielding to your breeze
Your love is a fog

The disciplined rain
rhythming your name
Your love is a song 

Undecided on Evenfall while the 
Son decides of which days to call

And the way you flow 
From my room at home
To the first morning snow

On a silent night
where the sleepless write
Your love is a poem

I can’t describe 
What you lit inside
Your love is so warm

Undecided on Evenfall while the 
Son decides of which days to call and the
Patchwork skies stitch colors surprised by the 
Undecided waiting for signs 

Evenfall out where the wild wind blows
Out where the wild wind blows 
Out where the wild wind

I can’t stay not after moonlight breaks
Out where the wild wind roams
Out where the wild wind
Out where the wild wind roams
Out where the wild

© Annie Higgins

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Evenfall

credits: Annie Higgins (synth, vocals, electronics, arrangements), Jason Toth (drums, percussion), mixed by Tana Barbier

Artwork/image by Matthias Jung

Lyrics:

Once we were hiking in The Lot
Clouds surrounding us
Traces of spaces left untouched 
Winds winding up

Sunrise, you came to us
Sundown, we carry on

Where are your storehouses of snow?
Stored for trouble
Lead me into your mystery, Lord
Skerries and fjords

Sunrise, you came to us
Sundown, we carry on 

© Annie Higgins

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Skerries

credits: Annie Higgins (synth, vocals, electronics, arrangements), Jason Toth (drums/outro), Joshua Dumas (electronics)
mixed by Tana Barbier

Artwork/image by Matthias Jung

Lyrics:

In the morning, when the clouds are forming
The sun is turning, from another day
I become, your little darlin
Wrapped in longing, from another place

Love will stop the cliffs from fallin
Love will put the ocean to bed
Love will stop the hours from haunting
Offering a dawn instead

Your silence is the sound that I’m storing
For the loneliest of days ahead
The coastlands hear when the north winds start to freak out, hailing waters ahead 

Love will stop the cliffs from fallin
Love will put the ocean to bed
Love will stop the hours from haunting
Offering a dawn instead

I love the sound when we’re alone..

© Annie Higgins

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Wrapped

credits: Annie Higgins (wurlitzer, vocals) Jason Toth (drums), Tim Leopold (trumpet, flugel, horn arrangement) Casey Foubert (bass)

Artwork/image by Matthias Jung

Lyrics: 

The plane you came in on landed late
Toulouse and views of sheep
Your presence fills landscapes
Your presence fills

He came upon a note you wrote
It took my breath away
The morning sang a lonely note
It played throughout the day 
It played throughout the…

You gave us more than we had
Your love was always strong
It’s time to hold your hand
Your light was always on
Don’t say my love grew tired
Don’t tell me I gave up
I’ll see you in my dreams, in my second sleep

Nights illuminate 
Words I didn’t say

© Annie Higgins

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Second Sleep

Credits: Annie Higgins (vocals, synth, electronics, arrangements), Jason Toth (drums), Casey Foubert (bass)
Mixed by Casey Foubert
Artwork/image by Matthias Jung

Lyrics: 

Have to say the way the leaves, they sway
Hits me like a quiet melody
All the same the seasons turn
What does the wind say to you Lord?
Maybe you're in everything....

Give it a night, let the wind blow, let the wind blow
Give it a night, let the wind blow, let the wind blow
I've got to learn to look up
I've got to learn to look up

I'll give it a night, I'll let the wind blow
I'll give it a night, I'll let the wind blow

© Annie Higgins

There's Something About the Wind That Feels Holy

Baudelaire Drone

Recorded for Easter Sunday service at Grace Chicago Church 2020.

AM Higgins: vocals, piano, organ, arrangement
Jason Toth: engineering

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