Why you sittin’ down
I like standing
Offer your company and walk with me You light up the whole scene With your vision
You were made from a grand mystery Open up your lips
Let words tumble
I hang on every syllable and ending Are you trippin’ out
Like I’m still up now
I like the way the acid makes the sea Breath
I’ve got this pain in my chest Might be from fear of regret Might be from drinkin’ too much Howlin’ at the moon
Might be from being far from you
"Polly" played like magic
Soundscape to our day
I watched you with a pencil
Etch out the song name
I lost you in a crowd of
Zombies I freaked out
On the metro back home
You told me it would be okay
Hey
I like that black dress
With the paisley pattern
It makes me feel like I can do nothin’
Better than you
And I
Debated how much money it would take
To get me back home to my family
North of LA
Look
I got a tattoo
Of a book I read
What a fucking troupe
What a fucking joke it is
To be nothing new
And you said
“I’m not a pixie dream girl
I’m only manic
Just give yourself a few weeks
To get used to that”
It gets harder the more that you take
The more you see double
The more that you shake
I’m on the outside of all mistakes
Nobody says I miss you here today
All these labels
Probably think my songs are shit
They’re like an ashtray equivalent
To a sculptor’s grand project
We’re a self-deprecating generation
You said
“I like when your voice gets high”
It gets harder the more that you take
The more you see double
The more that you shake
I’m on the outside of all mistakes
Nobody says I miss you here today
I bet you look lovely on the underground
I was sleeping next to somebody else
When it was my turn to take the train
You were in the arms of an old flame
Lavender mixed with cigarettes
Windows covered in blankets
Waitin’ on you to come down
I was sober
Waitin’ to be employed
You told me LA’s changed
Since you met me
It’s lost a shade of gray
I love all the grit and grime
Of the city at night
We stayed in my car to finish
"Disney Girls (1957)"
I cursed the technology of the time that prevented
That song from lasting longer
I stared at two dots and a smile
Someone drew on your left shoe
I felt envy towards the people who knew you then
I’m on the outside looking in
On the drive home I thought of where you’re sleeping
It tore me up inside
Are these feelings simply fleeting?
Like I’m a visitor
Passing through your life
Can you feel it?
Closing in
Do you believe in love in first and second glances?
I couldn’t keep my neck
From craning towards you
Are you lost?
In all this shit
Does the sea bring you back for a bit?
It’s the name that your mother
Blessed on a crying you
I don’t know much
Hell I know nothing
You stuffed me in a box and said that it’s for something
You’re saving my love
For a later date
I ain’t ever seen a thing so sweet
As your tears falling down your cheeks
Somewhere beside me
We stood on the corner of Sunset and Highland
In Hollywood where all of our friends had resided
Coming down from acid you spit fire at me
And said, “I am telling you my thoughts as they happen
I don’t want to break your heart
I just don’t know how to keep mine from splittin’ apart”
Jane Weaver leads her Fenella ensemble through a winding ambient maze inspired by Marcell Jankovic's 1981 cult-hit animation “Fehérlófia.” Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 30, 2019
A hushed and low-lit EP from this Melbourne musician, where dreamlike melodies drift across a bed of tender guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 19, 2023