Strange light, first sign of spring
There's a thing in your hair, it's confusing me
Close your eyes, you'll start to see
A forgotten room from a forgotten dream
Oh, when your arms get tired
When you're not inspired
You're approaching me
Oh, I'm a harlot, liar
I'm a counterfeit crier
Don't you listen to me
I am an honest man
See you there in your rocking chair
With your ice cream bowl
And your hollow stare
Didn't think that you'd run away
Thought you'd always stay
Another rainy day
Oh, you changed my mind
When you put your hand right into mine
Australian singer-songwriter explores self-examination, loneliness, and post-pandemic malaise through delicate, empathetic folk pop. Bandcamp New & Notable May 5, 2024