needles & trees
heads shall raise
you've got your tail between your legs
you want to whistle on some fallen grass blades
but you've got that look upon your face
that screams out, hazy days.
you want the flowers and the trees.
you want them all to grow so beautifully
but you dont want the rain to touch your feet.
can't you hear them calling out?
their voices sound so sweet
but all you do is drown in doubt,
"you can't save a wretch like me."
broken down in every car and every town
we ran until the wheels fell off this time
we ran until there's no place left to hide
but you know that hearts shall mend
like broken bones
lets not pretend we've never caused the crimes made judas cry
we never fought the moons that made the tides
can't you hear....
sun shall rise
the time before it sets we call our lives
remember me well, my only friend
when promises we kept still meant something
can't you hear...
ninety knives can't make the devils bleed
ninety notes cant make the angels sing
can't save a wretch like me
Winter McQuinn mixes soft rock and psychedelic folk for a sound reminiscent of classic pop purveyors like Cut Worms and the Lemon Twigs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024