Your hand in mine
Oh, how divine if we could greet the day
Under the Milky Way
Your rosy cheek
My lips would seek if we could steal away
Go on a holiday
You came at midnight deep inside a dream
So who am I to say what this should mean?
Now all I know is that my beating heart is yours to take
And I'm afraid that it will
Wake me up with birds
Your gentle words sound like a lullaby
Sweet sibilant simple sigh
If you should frown I fear the world would drown
Fall into deepest dark
Much greater than Central Park
You came at daybreak in a waking dream
So who am I to say what this should mean?
But all I know is that my beating heart is yours to keep
Max Goldstein makes "acoustic" music that is a unique mix of guitar, experimental electronics, and percussion. Make indie rock weird again. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 25, 2021
More feel-good indie from Brooklyn's A Great Big Pile of Leaves, all bristling guitar tones and expansive choruses. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 18, 2021