I was born in June
The sky was baby blue
I remember the weight of the day
With nothing to compare it to
Your grey-green eyes were dry and bright
They went out one by one like a string of lights
I wish you were here
You’d make it better
You had barely the breath
to breath when you sung to me
Born not by blood but by soil
Your beauty has hung on me
No one knows where we go when the clock strikes the hour I hope they take me home like some stolen wild flower
I know you’ll be there
Well you better
At the table
did you dine
did you sign away the rights
If I laugh it’s to keep from crying
But were you able
I know you cared
but were you there when I saw that cloud in the skylight Did you once become aware?
But you’re not here
So I write this letter
I was born in June
The sky was baby blue
This record was recorded by my friend Micah under similar circumstances as Apple Core (and with similar equipment). Playing with Micah this year inspired me deeply and this record feels like home. Spencer Hoffman
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Lost track of these guys for a couple years, then saw the Tiny Desk concert come up in my feed. I've had the album on loop on Spotify since Friday.
This song in particular has been stuck in my head all afternoon. quiksilv26