I’m still doing the same things.
Still wearing the same shirts,
and I don’t wanna change.
But I’ve changed in every way.
Don’t have the same friends.
Don’t worry about the future.
Don’t stop until I’m done . . .
Getting lost inside of my own head,
Feeling around in the dark.
I’m still playing the same songs,
hung up on the same girl,
and I don’t wanna change.
But I’ve changed in every way.
Discomfort like a car salesmen.
And I feel to embarrassed to . . .
Tell
the people that I miss,
that I miss them.
So I’m getting lost inside my own head.
Feeling around in the dark.
Fetching myself a glass of morning
juice and strangling the carton into my cup.
The truth is I want to be rock and roll
but I don’t have the energy.
Nor am I like my father
or my father’s father.
I’m just tired.
Tired of . . .
Getting lost inside my own head.
Feeling around in the dark,
for the girl I can't stop singing about,
and the friends that may or may not miss me.
So I pouring out my glass of precious memories
and I'm trying to start new.
On this harmonically rich LP, the Scottish singer-songwriter contrasts gorgeous soprano harmonies with strident folk-rock instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 26, 2023
Five ghostly folk songs described by Dayydream as being on the border of imagination & reality, all wreathed in delicate echo. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 6, 2022