For anyone who has ever loved someone who unravels their carefully made bed, “Untidy Son” is a quiet gut punch.

What makes the song so powerful is its refusal to moralize. Blair doesn’t ask for sympathy or offer easy redemption. Instead, she holds space for contradictory feelings: fierce love for her child, grief for the person she might have been without the relentless demands of caregiving, and a weary acceptance that some messes can’t be tidied. The chorus — “I’d sweep you out if I could / but I’d miss the dirt on the floor” — captures that ambivalence perfectly.

Musically, the track builds subtly, adding layered harmonies and a muted cello in the bridge, but it never overwhelms the intimacy. It’s a kitchen-table confession, not a stadium anthem. “Untidy Son” has drawn comparisons to early Adrienne Lenker and a grittier, more domestic take on Sufjan Stevens’ Carrie & Lowell — though Blair’s voice is entirely her own: weary, wise, and still warm.