There's nothing left for us to do
We could lie down on the floor
Count the stars, the moon is full
It's summertime
In the summertime
I remember that time, when I was blue
You called me up to say "we're through"
I stayed at the bottom of the pool
Screaming underwater
No one could hear me
Months before grandpa died
Chocolate milk and shaky hands
He forgot how to talk
I miss him so bad
I miss him so bad
Market, from Melbourne, fuse soul and chillwave on a wonderfully woozy song with rubbery guitars & breathy harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 19, 2020
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