and so it goes everyday
lost in the fog,
in the boredom of long waits.
i seek your face,
but to no avail.
i seek my place,
'cause i'm out of phase.
i think it's nice of you
to remember
that red is my favorite color
it's the one we used
to paint our chest
when we were fresh
out of the nest
then one day
we woke up
and we were kids no more.
here's to you, to a thousand moons
and to the nights
we were falling out of love
guess i'm old, guess it's late
'cause i'm slow
and i've lost this race
i think it's nice of you to smile
when you sing along
to my favorite song
it's like a childhood dream comes true
hollowing through these afternoons
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