Call waiting, lying on the floor.
A coffin laid, a cup calling for more.
but it's tumbling to a Carolina blue.
To look behind and see it's still too late.
That fall a rested head, regret a self-made bed.
These thoughts avoided, keep me up at night.
When I walked away back then, I know I told you not to wait for me.
Stayed up til dawn and lost ourselves, and perished with the light of evergreen.
Fortune faults your pale blue eyes.
I can't remember what they look like anyway.
This life's a fire that we're burning much to fast.
It's these desires that are killing me inside.
I'm so tired, I can't get up today - or ever.
But if I see another sun, I'll see your face again.
When you walk away this time, make for god damn sure you count the miles.
Your smile paints a picture of a fickle heart, and fearful like a child.
Indecision split in two, and recognized in everything you do.
I walk away to say goodbye to all the tears and joy in me from you.
One of the best local bands I've ever heard. Great friends of ours. I can't tell you how many times I've listened to "Aging Truths". Ferdinand the Bull
This New Haven duo write bright and emotionally resonant folk music where sweeping strings elevate gorgeous melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 23, 2021