We sit in your car as the song fades out
And the same song fades in again
You’re looking through me
Saying, “I forgive them all”
You checked the rear view again, said:
“You’ve got things to talk about”
And I do
All I talk about is you
You will be canyons
You wild spiraling river
I hope I find what you found
You’re looking through me
Dealing with the day to day
Don’t even know my neighbors’ names
“You’ve got things to talk about”
And I do
All I talk about is you
My caretaker sings me these quiet songs
As we’re floating through space with the engines off
My caretaker thinks I think too much
As we’re floating through space with the engines off
Been following Somos for many years, feeling that they had an opus in them...well, here it is. Driving pop-punk sensibilities lend an upbeat tone in contrast to the grim lyrical proceedings, and they absolutely pull it off. Evocative music that's been on repeat for me all month long. RIP, Phil PaintedDogs