Harvest Moon from Creepy Noises by Proper Folk

Fresh breath of romance
Break bread with older hands
Around a table
Strong words to fragile ears
A season for friends
Leaves fall from deep brown tint
Your cheeks been paled pink, girl
Harvest moon thoughts begin

And on the surface of
This simple patterned glove - there's chilly air
And when the clouds step in
We'll promise love again to poetry
Take out your scarves again
And let's bring color to our numbered years
We'll show each other things
See how this season breeds experiment

I am without stress
So pleased, i must confess
Dull heat of cigarettes
To light up our circles
A time for long talks
Hiding in the corn stalks
Your cheeks been paled pink, girl
Harvest moon thoughts begin

• Afrobeat
• Dream Pop
• Dub
• Indie
• Lo-Fi
• Pop
• Lombard