the flowers
we kill them
when we pick them
why can’t we just watch
a life grow unbothered
well i know i could barely watch
it’s the ones who touch the sun who we lose first
it’s the ones who touch the sun that leave us to bloom alone
it waits inside me now
the presence of your loss growing
a garden i have to tend
before it gets out of control
and so i know you’re close
oh oh, i know you’re close
goodnight moon, i miss you.
i’ve been looking out our window like we used to.
now i’m growing old without you, but i still feel your pull.
you knew before us cuz you watched all your petals fall.
and i saw at the end.
Found this album at a time I was in the habit of having a bad dream about you and me. It's great, the song's great, the band's great, corn dogs are probably mid at best. vincentavatar
Taking cues from Midwestern emo and early ’10 pop punk, this Leeds, UK outfit are full of heart— not to mention hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022