I've been waiting for this holiday to end
Saving postcards for family and friends
Sleeping hard not knowing when I'll sleep again
Keeping secrets from everyone I meet
Keeping time by watching shadows walk the street
There's only first names in the company I keep
But I had a dream last night it seems
I thought it had abandoned me
But here it comes again
And it was you, and me, and white oak trees
And no one else to hear a word we say
We've been talking
Two tin cans on a wire
But the reception leaves a lot to be desired
Makes your voice sound like wet wood on a fire
I will walk across this lonely nation's shell
It goes on forever, then loops back upon itself
When I close my eyes I see you doing well
But I had a dream last night it seems
I thought it had abandoned me
But here it comes again
And it was you, and me, and white oak trees
And no one else to hear a word we say
I hope we'll be together when I wake
I've been waiting on a plane to take me home
Somewhere distant
Long forgotten
Overgrown
I still remember how the old songs used to go
Because I've been singing them to nobody you know
When the sunrise brings me back into yourself
Blinking your eyes in the light
And smiling, oh my beautiful girl
I will be knocking at the entrance to your den
Get your boots on
Come on down
Invite me in
But I had a dream last night it seems
I thought it had abandoned me
But here it comes again
And it was you, and me, and white oak trees
And no one else to hear a word we say
I hope we'll be together when I wake
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This is a great adaptation of Arthuriana and a brilliant narrative album. I love how the queerness of the characters is handled as an integral part of the narrative and plot development without it being the end all be all of the characters themselves. my boy Gawain deserved better though maritarvaniti
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024