flew two thousand miles
and i'm not tired yet.
strange arms caught me
in the city of bridges.
construct the image:
became angelic in the parking lot
romance novel in the bookshop
tangled hands pulled me on
a nice walk.
i heard a voice
i remembered, i was following when
i saw the river rush around us
i felt a body pressed against me like
the sun in the backyard
ten years ago.
i am learning something
i am learning something
i am learning something good.
they say the ice floats down
from the city of bridges
when the spring splits
the winter open.
Australian multi-instrumentalist Nick Griffith tempers luxuriant yacht-pop arrangements with lo-fi touches across the sunny "7am." Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 1, 2020