The Best from Firesale by Timid, the Brave

I’m sitting and I’m wondering why
I know I should not think twice
But everytime I kill the lights
Shut the door and close my eyes
Your memory fills my mind

Dancing in your living room
Spinning round to Harvest Moon
We swore that we would see things through
But there was nothing I could do
What was I to you?

‘Cause you were the best to me
The wind in my chest, the sun on my feet
You held my hand so carefully
How come I couldn’t see?

You showed me all the shops on main
Granville in the pouring rain
You took me down to English Bay
We watched the ships sail in to stay
I wish I’d done the same

You laughed at all my stupid jokes
Gave me shit when I would smoke
You read every word I wrote
Kept every letter and note
I thought that you should know

[Chorus]

• Folk
• canada
• hamilton
• indie folk
• lo-fi
• Hamilton