Old Hand from Alphaville, FL by Animal Clinic

that everlasting call
I never wanted you to fall
I couldn't believe it
when you told me I should listen to paul
you said I was 35 ain't got no love
I barely had a chance
I left a hundred gods a'waiting
In the pocket of my pants

I ain't got no problem
I've just got nothing to say
every time you come round here
you've got someone new to save
but I've gotta go
and I'll live my life
and you'll live yours

I can understand
life's empty meaning
watching your hands
turn all wrinkled and old
you're 35 ain't got no love
you never had a chance
but you had that one god a'waiting
to take you to the dance

I ain't got no problem
I've just got nothing to say
every time you come round here
you've got someone new to save
but I've gotta go
and I'll live my life
and you'll live yours

• Electronic
• folk
• liminal
• lo-fi
• pop
• swamp pop therapy
• utopian
• Jacksonville