Where have you gone my love
I feel your freckles in my palm
Green green eyes up on a leaf
When i walk your street they follow me
As if we were playing hide and seek
Hope you came upon a branch that holds
If it’s fine enough to claim it yours
This last time we met was in my dream
Where we were again seventeen
That’s where i sometimes long to be
Where christmas lanterns light your room
And montenegrin wine is hammering too
Where all my sweet slumbers of you
Suddenly turn true
In the morning while we walk to school
We mock the knocks of your new red shoes
We run frightened from the rain
You say i walk funny but i don’t mind the stains
I think i would if they remained
Three hours till sundown in the afternoon
I feel mesmerised by you
Although i don’t know if you do too
Just three words to seal it i think will do
And you say them fairly soon
When i sing you borrowed tunes
Of what it must be like to love you
When all my sweet slumbers of you
Suddenly turn true
This sweet, mournful “loose concept” album from folk artist Ian McCuen tracks a journey across the bleak landscape of American life. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 22, 2022
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