Maroon sky and a lowly sun
take me back where I begun
chilled breeze, empty morning streets
rub my eyes as I find my feet
And the things that you used to say
Are the things which I sometimes say
and the things which you didn't say
are the things that I wish to say
barking dogs and the cardboard shapes
deserted souls and the achy breaks
not on top, but underneath
find my eyes as I rub my feet
And the things that you used to say
Are the things which I sometimes say
and the things which you didn't say
are the things that I wish to say
two life's cut paper thin
too much glue now what a mess we're in
daisy chained just to keep you near
now I'm lost as you reappear
postcard plane thrown to my heart
together now but so far apart
blotted ink blue just for you
but what I write is never true
I think we better slow down
spending every night wishing for a brand new day
I should have known better
Than to follow you
I should have know better
but I never do
I think we better slow down
spending every night wishing for a brand new day
(stolen nights, pointless fights, time to get away)
so glad to have picked up the cassette of this. Important album for young me and my developing music tastes. weird around you never fails to put butterflies in my stomach. Erino
Stumbled across this great band because of Martha the band and I just love their sometimes melancholy garage-sound.
Also I like the acoustic songs.
I still remember seeing them live in my hometown when they were touring with Erica Freas and asked them for a setlist to have something to remember the great concert.
It´s hanging on my wall since that day :) Ninehundredninetynine