1924 from MOTEL by ttypes

The fall rain on my brain, window pane.
And I remember that umbrella with a you perched below
And a smile. And a laugh. And a car.
As the puddle tide up on us like a wave and we soaked
And inside. And then warm. And then off.
And then warmer than we'd ever been together before
And then out. And away. I said hey.
And then I never saw you again no anymore

Bringin all the songs back from 1924
Don your sequined hats and amble on the dance floor
Knock your knees together like you're far from the shore
Clap your hands together like they're ending the war

The fall rain. Hits my brain. Window pane.
And I remember how your freckles all above me like stars
And the lines. That you cross. When you're near.
Are the ones that we should burn and put the ashes in jars
Then I think. That a drink. Would be fine.
But it's twelve o'clock and that's too long to get me enough
And then up. And search box. After box.
For a glimpse of light that once upon a time your skin touched.

Bringin all the songs back from 1924
Knock your knees together spin around the dance floor
Standin on a sand bank skippin; dollars and chores
Clap your hands together like they're endin the wars

• 40s
• Experimental
• americana
• blues
• boogie woogie
• breakup
• electronic
• eliot smith
• grand rapids
• indie
• lovesick
• michigan
• rock
• singer-songwriter
• throwback
• twee
• Grand Rapids