On a cool summer night
She looked at me and smiled
Said “You’re gettin’ under my skin”
She said “There’s seedlings in the breeze
They float past you and me
Now aren’t you tired of the same old thing?”
Oh hope is like a siren
Calls us out to raging sees
You know my heart is prone to wanderin’
So let it begin
Lost in perfect loss of speech
I looked at her intrigued
Wonderin’ if she’d do me right
Compelled by my own destiny
And the perfectness I’d seen
Became so tired of the same old thing
Oh hope is like a siren
Calls us out to raging seas
You know my heart is prone to wanderin’
So let it begin
Let it begin
Four crackling pop songs from this Toronto artist with rugged, indelible hooks, pairing rootsy melodies with expansive scope. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2021