I remember
Searching for your name, joe
Where did all those years go?
Time just slips away
And on the pavement
There’s boxes full of treasure
To look through at your leisure
An ordinary day
Later on, we’d climb to the top of the hill
Racing back, ahead of the sundown
Far below the lamps all came on, one by one
Lighting up the skies of my hometown
The shops and houses
The backstreets of the city
You might not call it pretty
You might still want to stay
With perfect timing
The shadows on the water
Were just like someone’s daughter
Had upped and sailed away
Funny how the things that just stick in my mind
Take me back to workaday places
Maybe when you’re older and wiser you know
Why the past leaves permanent traces
Another summer
Of fickle english weather
Nothing lasts forever
At least that’s what they say
I remember
Searching for your name, joe
Where did all those years go?
Time just slips away
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The greatest to ever do it, do it again! Sometimes lush as a warm blanket, sometimes all the angles of a dance party, always suspended in and out of time _hopskipjump
supported by 32 fans who also own “Searching For Your Name”
This is absolutely beautiful! I am so happy the Under the Bridge releases led me down this road. It's unexpectedly spacious and just makes me happy! It's very hard to pick a favorite and I will not be skipping tracks as I play through this repeatedly. zq9mare1
Indie pop is actually punk and exhibit A is the Particles, whose music gets a welcome reissue on Australian indie powerhouse Chapter Music. Bandcamp New & Notable May 4, 2023