January

(albüm: The Soft Ache And The Moon - 2020)

January came to me in a dream
Her lungs were better
And her cough was nice and clean
Oh, sang me "Dazzling Blue"
I found your letter
And split in two

Oh, January
Oh, January

Oh, in photographs of Los Angeles
You break my heart
Into little pink shards of moon rock
And blow me all over studio city
And a desert town I know where
No one knows your name

Let your hair tumble down your shoulders
I am a cool breeze
Hop on my motor cycle
I am westward movement
I am some rain when the valley's too hot
Lost in the wind
Lend me a little lie
So my mind is full of fine all the time
I let my hair tumble down my shoulder blades

January, lasso moon and love
Or, baby driver, come lop my head off
Free your mind, summon its black magic
I am El Escondido
Feel up my leather jacket
I am reformed wave
I'm Mission Bay when it's sherbet and grey
Fly me away
London to Vietnam
And my line is "feeling fine all the time"
I let my hair tumble down my shoulder blades

January came to me in a dream
Her lungs were better
And her cough was nice and clean
Oh, sang me "Dazzling Blue"
I read your letter…