Thank goodness for this spot outside the city
Almost believe Monday won't be there when Sunday's done
I haven't spent a single wasted penny
Since all investments have been turned towards the summer
Oh do you see the way the hills sink in the sunset?
No, I didn't, I was also trapped in conversation
If you'll only say we don't have to go back yet
All my poverty and insanity will be yours in return for my elation
Is it running when you still have attachments?
Is it freedom when you say, I cannot spare another day?
Do I hold all the nightlife so dearly
That I'll give up open space?
I know my drink is deathly close to finished
Just let me down the ice cubes to buy some extra time
This night has not been everything that I wished
Of course that's just life and whiskey helps erase fears from the wine
I didn't bring a warm enough jacket
No, I don't want yours, I don't want to go inside
Just say and mean it, we don't have to go back yet
And the shivers will subside
Is it aging when you still have bad habits?
Is it passing when you say, it's gotten worse since yesterday?
Do I hold all the nightlife so dearly
That I'll give up open space?
We neither one can drive for multiple reasons
Somehow it's perfect, being stranded this way
And when nobody tells the story of this outing
The tragic ending will occur when they drive off the next day
Melbourne singer-songwriter channels raw emotions into folk pastorals full of angelic soul harmonies, as well as stylistic twists and turns. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 30, 2022