Sitting on the rocks, the seabirds draw out circles high above
I'm not sure how we got to talking of emotions approaching love
Maybe it's the wind that gets us spilling guts and secrecies
No matter how they spin, these falling seeds are swallowed by the sea
But I'm glad I told you all the silly things that I have thought
I'm glad I told you and you sat and listened
And I hope you know how much it meant to me that you were there
I hope you know how much you set my mind at ease
A couple walks their dog, a tide line marked by pawprints in the sand
But up here on the rocks, impressions are too hard to understand
The waves begin to crash, the seabirds scarper off and start to shrink
You slowly tilt it back - that take-away cup stained by countless drinks
And I'm glad you told me all the shitty things that he has done
I'm glad you told me and I didn't have to ask
And I hope it meant at least a little bit that I was there
I hope I said enough to put your mind at ease
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Super sweet indie pop compilation with new tracks from Trust Fund, Boosegumps, etc. benefits the St. Louis Legal Fund. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 4, 2017