Sitting on the wall overlooking the street, I glance at your face, stare back at my feet. Every night on my walk home, I walk past your home. See if the car's in the driveway, just keep walking either way. I never notice til the moment it happens. In the water on my back with my eyes wide open. Wondering if you felt how I felt. I think I'd rather float forever than even find out. You ask what I intend to to. I believe in trying. You do too. What I want and what I need, so consistently such different things. What you say versus what you do makes it so hard to trust you. I could dedicate my life to making this turn out alright but we'll work hard to make it good then it'll apart just like it should. Everything with time.
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