24 years old
Falling short every time
And what have I got to show
Cut the rope that I climb
Waiting for the stars to align
Rotting here looking for a sign
You're out of sight.
I'm out of time.
You're losing your grip
I'm losing my mind
I'm losing my mind
I'm losing my mind
Every winter brings the snow
every day brings the night
It's out of my control
What should I feel inside
Waiting for the stars to align
Rotting here looking for a sign
You're out of sight.
I'm out of time.
You're losing your grip
I'm losing my mind
Looking to the sky I see a star fall
Wishing on a star used to be so simple
If only I could go back to the times
When everything was alright
Now that I am older
And my innocence is gone
It feels as if my bloods been drawn
A thousand times
You're out of sight.
I'm out of time.
You're losing your grip
I'm losing my mind
This Atlanta group have a unique take on Americana, bridging queer cabaret culture of the 1920s and '30s with punchy contemporary rock. Bandcamp New & Notable May 28, 2019