Adrianne Lenker - Sadness As A Gift (Live from Greenwich Village with Nick Hakim)

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'Sadness As A Gift' is taken from 'Bright Future' out now, via 4AD.

Filmed at Electric Lady Studios - January 31, 2024

Adrianne Lenker - Vocals, guitar, piano

Nick Hakim - Vocals, piano

Directors of Photography: Hil Steadman and Jake DeNicola

Additional cameras: Tiff Pritchett and Jayla Smith

Editors: Tiff Pritchett and Jayla Smith

Color: Michael Speed

Audio recording and mix: Philip Weinrobe

Audio engineering assistance: Lauren Marquez for Electric Lady Studios

Lyrics:

You and I both know

There is nothing more to say

Chance has shut her shining eyes

And turned her face away

Leaning on the windowsill

You could write me someday and I think you will

We could see the sadness as a gift and still

Feel too heavy to hold

Snow fallin’

I try to keep from callin’

Watch the spring turn to winter

Fireflies all frozen

The seasons go so fast

Thinking that this one was gonna last

Maybe the question was too much to ask

Been searching for your eyes

All I see is blue sky

And that old man beats his crooked cane

It’s time to let go

Leaning on the windowsill

You could write me someday and I bet you will

We could see the sadness as a gift and still

The seasons go so fast

Thinking that this one was gonna last

Maybe the question was too much to ask

You and I could see into the same eternity

Every second brimming with a majesty

Kiss so sweet so fine

You could hear the music inside my mind

And you showed me a place I’ll find even when I’m old

Just leaning on the windowsill

You could write me someday and I hope you will

We could see the sadness as a gift and still

The seasons go so fast

Thinking that this one was gonna last

Maybe the question was too much to ask