Winter mornings
I spent falling in and out of love with summer dreams
Bitter warning, lost and falling, springing through autumn streets
Through the fading light
The shadows of your life can paint whatever you want to see
Man, I think you're old enough to know...
The thing you want is never gonna show itself to be more than
A signal of your best day's end
Man, I think you're old enough to see...
The thing you want is never gonna be more than a fantasy
You're still in love with summer dreams
Winter mornings
I spent falling in and out of love with summer dreams
Bitter warning, lost and falling, springing through autumn streets
Full of dying leaves
A nature cemetery breaking and falling down, piece by piece
(Hey Hey)
Man, I think you're old enough to know...
The thing you want is never gonna show itself to be more than
A signal of your best day's end
(Hey Hey)
Man, I think you're old enough to see...
The thing you want is never gonna be more than a fantasy
You're still in love with summer dreams
Winter mornings
I spent falling in and out of love with summer dreams
Bitter warning, lost and falling, springing through autumn streets
On occasion
It's frustrating to pick apart the seams of silhouettes
Tell the sun after all it's done, that I'm not feeling better yet
(Hey Hey)
Man, I think you're old enough to know...
The thing you want is never gonna show itself to be more than
A signal of your best day's end
(Hey Hey)
Man, I think you're old enough to see...
The thing you want is never gonna be more than a fantasy
You're still in love with summer dreams
Erudite chamber pop that hearkens back to the elegant and experimental production of the 1960s, swinging from melancholia to playfulness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 13, 2016