who loves the sun you walk upon
it gets harder to breathe
when there's no one else around
but tihane all on her own
who loves to hear me screamin
as the trees come down
and there is nothin but the sound
and tihane out in the crowd, alone
words that you said were glowin red against the sky
six or seven-thousand people had to pass us by
everyone around was waitin for a sign
but not tihane
tihane...
i cannot go back and change
or rearrange time so i
had never caused her such pain
tihane...
turnin the burnin town around a wheel of fire
and buildin paper monsters out of full-grown liars
but nobody cares about how stupid people really are, tihane...
and no one can understand the words i try to say
i go lookin for your face but all i find instead
are the scriptures, letters
pictures, mirrors
notes that you wrote
and the clothes that you left behind...
tihane...
i cannot be who i've been
i cannot see what i've seen
it'll never be like it was
tihane...
o o o o o h h ...
i can't explain it
i'm lost at sea
oh, you stole my soul
now what's left for me?
between the graves of christmas day and valentine
tangle me in ink and maybe i won't have to die
but this is the way i wish i said goodbye to my tihane
tihane...
if i should wake from this dream
to you asleep next to me
i'll tell you everything
Smooth, luminous pop from this Atlanta singer-songwriter, whose guitar playing is heavily influenced by tropicalia. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 15, 2018