the tears come now when i drive
when it's just me and that voice and my inner eye
on everything we used to be
and everything we couldn't be
and i can still see your face
and feel that pain no one knew about but me
and knowing how alone we were
and how alone i know you feel with it now
i just cry because i feel how alone we both were in the dark
and how we tried to make it real
and how we tore it all apart
because we needed to be alone with our loneliness
how could we make a home if all that time our hearts just felt so homeless?
now, i'm up and down the highway
i'm never really here, i'm never really there
i'm in the world but not of it
and it hurts so much to love it
because i know i have to leave it
and sometimes it seems so soon
and i just cry because i feel
how alone we are in the dark
and how we try to make it real
and how we tear it all apart
because we need to be alone with our loneliness
how can we make a home if all our lives our hearts just feel so homeless?
Chugging, organ-laden motorik-psych from Spanish group Melange with lockstep rhythms and kaleidoscopic vocal harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 13, 2017