Waking
Waking up
Heat up Thursday's coffee
To fill my up.
Feeling,
Feeling oh,
Like I'm the only one
I know.
And stale fall air in the morning tells me
The world ain't that bad,
Searching my life for a lost city
That would lay my head.
But it's gone, gone, gone,
Good for good,
I've laid it to rest.
Now I don't know how I will go
And span through the space between
The day and my bed.
Falling
Falling down
Think I mistook the sky for ground.
Growing
Growing up
Holding fast to dreams that made you up.
And the ghosts now know my name.
And the passing days all feel the same.
I'm lost in this city now,
But you gotta' disappear
Before you are found.
Brian Fallon's lyrics are always outstanding, but since this album focuses less on vocal melody and more on vocal delivery (ex. last verse of Cherry Blossoms) his imagery comes alive tenfold Daniel West
Just found this cover and it's awesome and worth checking out. My favorite Counting Crows song and this version is as if Blake Schwarzenbach and Adam Duritz had a child, which sounds pretty sweet Daniel West
The lead singer of punk band Camp Cope ventures into romantic synth-pop territory, tempering slick arrangements with bare sentiment.
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The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024