You had me running out,
Chasing the pavement down.
Oh how I miss that place,
It always seems to get a little better.
Oh your hairs the same,
In fact I’m not sure what has changed. And now that we’re years away,
I’m sure things’ll get a little better.
And Maybe tomorrow,
You could come here after school. And we could, go to the party, That’s how I remember you.
I’m having trouble now,
Just turning feelings down.
I know that you’re faking proud.
It always seems to get a little better.
If only you’d have stayed.
I’ve driven to many miles to say.
And now that nothings changed,
I can’t say that things will get any better.
You and me, we’ll have funny lives.
I would’ve loved you even then, but now you’re gone. I would’ve loved you even then, but now you’re gone. I would’ve loved you even then, but now you’re gone.
Cold eyes, and the feelings aren’t so certain. Bold lies, let’s just dream away today.
I’m proud that you made it on your own and This year well, I’ll just love you anyway.
You had me running out,
Chasing the pavement down.
Oh how I miss that place,
It always seems to get a little better.
Oh your hairs the same,
In fact I’m not sure what has changed. And now that we’re years away,
I’m sure things’ll get a little better.
A slow drip of Tropicália-infused psychedelia from New Orleans rock outfit Blue Basin: balmy one moment, aggressive the next. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 22, 2022