Last night in bed while listening to their music I read these words. RIP fellows.
"Let seed be grass, and grass turn into hay:
I'm a martyr to a motion not my own:
what's freedom for? To know eternity.
from I Knew a Woman
Theodore Roethke
"Let seed be grass, and grass turn into hay:
I'm a martyr to a motion not my own:
what's freedom for? To know eternity.
from I Knew a Woman
Theodore Roethke
A good interview with Nanci
https://acousticguitar.com/remembering-singer-songwriter-nanci-griffith-1953-2021/