hidden somewhere in the corner of this book
the verses I wrote for our neverending gloom.
summer was still, with grace, calm and green,
sinking our faces in old magazines.
was it a problem of fear?
I thought I had everything clear
youth is not so sincere,
it's just a form of hysteria!
because we miss...
...our endless peach-sunsets in the gaze of the dark,
toasting with cheap booze to our cold bad luck,
building sandcastles with kids in the sand,
and then the arguing and the compromises,
the speech is undone.
did we-e overcome fear?
now the skies are blue and clear
now my eyes are sincere
still i am trying to disappear
because we miss... everything.
i'm writing a new song.
it's about that time we got lost.
The Seams' jangly pop is full of lovely melodic twists and elegant turns-of-phrases delineating the quotidian details of love and romance. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2018