Of all the letters that exist
The letter Q is something you can keep
Deep inside your wasted mind
A little love, a friendly hug is fine
Fine to use and throw away
A hardy sneeze, a handkerchief, a rag
Wiping off the countertops
The children of the counter-love were lost
All cues aside
There's still room to hide
In between a movie and a dream
A habit and a theme
That were overwhelmed by me
Take your pockets off your pants
Position them directly in your hands
Lay them out so all can see
The cigarettes, the sad regrets and me
Finding lines in story books
Of kings and queens and magic beans and hooks
Hooks on hands with stolen lands
Well equipped with pirate ships and me
All cues aside
There's still room to hide
In between a movie and a dream
A habit and a theme
That were overwhelmed and fucked up by me
Hearing this was like discovering Desire, or London Calling for the first time. Derivative yet original, the songs are immediate and the melodies will get stuck in your ear for days. tideracer
Banjo-wielding indie folk outfit drop their fourth full-length studio album of broody ballads and barroom stompers. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 13, 2014