Sing me to sleep, the crickets and their play. Morning smells like cigarettes and coffee, as you come into frame.
Clumsily the wind pulls at your chimes, stumbles by the towels on your line, conversations picks up just outside, I mostly sit and listen cause I’m shy.
Do you recall the wasp that drowned, swimming in your drink?
Everything seems so small, maybe I just fill more space. I want to stay with you and watch the water, swallow up the rain.
Clumsily the wind pulls at your chimes, stumbles by the towels on your line, conversations picks up just outside, I mostly sit and listen cause I’m shy.
Do you recall the wasp that drowned, swimming in your drink?
Just found this by chance in the "if you like David Stone... section" - It's a beautifully warm record, clean and smooth, but without being polished to a shine. Perfect walking-in-Autumn record. David Stone
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