Look at the reflection before the vision leaves
Shows me the same thing what with your telling me
Signs are always changing
Words that seem to bleed
Feed my imperfection while rolling on concrete
No needle for the player, no blower for the leaves
I'm going to leave it here with you
Time has left the scene
You begin to see
No fear for tomorrow or worry for the past
Just gotta make it last
Pull on the receiver, there's a message here for you
Flow on the nine stories and tell her that you're 22
Blue's the colour of your eyes
When you're flying high
Crossed over broadway where St. Augustine now lies
Passed by the names handwritten on the tiles
I'm going to leave it here with you
Time has left the scene
You begin to see
No fear for tomorrow or worry for the past
Just got to make it last
Look at the reflection before the vision leaves
Shows me the same thing what with your telling me
Signs are always changing
Words that seem to bleed
French band flesh out the straightforward thrills of house music with rich tones and dynamic arrangements flecked with jazz, funk, and soul. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2024