The stone in my fruit is drying out
The worries in my suitcase are empty now
But I will keep carrying my doubts
For the train that led me here
Has gone away
deep into Europe
leaving me stranded
with only you
The grapes round your neck swing with each step you take
closer to my bedroom where all your dresses lay:
like totems of a love;
fallen chandeliers;
the remnants of two lives about to appear as one
How are things I London now I’m out of town?
Are you drunk on the freedom that my exit gave?
Is the old Turkish store-keeper’s eyes on your back?
Do you wear my favourite shirt striped white and black?
These new city walls;
new city rules;
will not hold me back
As the grapes round your neck swing with each step you take
closer to my bedroom where all your dresses lay:
like totems of a love;
fallen chandeliers;
the remnants of two lives about to appear as one
The London musician recorded the dreamy psychedelic pop songs on his third album in churches, bedrooms and kitchens. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 15, 2023
If you have a fondness for expertly wrought roots-rock with sharp lyrics and aching vocals, look no further—“Strangers” is for you. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2022