i'll try to keep my sadness on straight, one eye love
come up here to watch it turn late, one eye love
used to have more stories than these, cut off at the knees i swear
tell me it's all lit up tall, one eye love
down along the museum mall, one eye love
feel that fifth avenue breeze and feed me your seaside prayers
got my hand full of leaves but the gesture just seems so spare
took them out friday to get waterphones
tugged by the train and the skin of my bones
always was blind when it came to my love
feel you in light turning under your coat
dashed all my dreams and i'm racing them home
and everyone's cheering but every record i hold
has an asterisk coming after it
pulled it like a picture of you, one eye love
stole it like the stairs down to your room, one eye love
miles from the traveler's post, see it hovering in snow and air
i tripped over your ghost, was it me who left it there
small bundle of clothes, was it me who left you bare
took them out friday to get waterphones
tugged by the train and the skin of my bones
always was blind when it came to my love
feel you in light turning under your coat
dashed all my dreams and i'm racing them home
and everyone's cheering but every record i hold
has an asterisk coming after it
The gentle lo-fi songs on the latest phoneswithchords LP develop their granular sketches of childhood and coming of age into full portraits. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 25, 2023