Walking home with your coat on like a cape. I'm getting cold. It's a little to late. I used to think I needed someone to push me around. Time is so quickly moving past us. You're afraid you havent done enough but I'm eternally sitting beside you on the hot ground. Somehow I woke up to see I am essentially free. I don't need to be told. I'm finally in control. I'm eternally outside on the school bench in the springtime. I'm eternally changing my mind but no longer feel like I have to decide.
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I am pretty sure I love this album because of lines like this:
"Time cast a spell on you and you will forget me
I know I could have loved you, but you would not let me
I will follow you down ’til the sound of my voice still haunts you
You’ll never get away from the sound of the woman that loved you" . Somehow they hit really hard, even though the instrumentation is coercing you to sway back and forth in a positive form. quiet_calm_deceased
Toronto rivals San Francisco as the North American capital of jangle pop as evidenced by this new record of sunny jams from the Motorists. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024