Some of the branches lost their leaves
to show off the owls in the trees
and some of those owls would agree
you should close your eyes and fall asleep
Fall asleep, fall asleep, fall asleep
'cause you are a dream to me
And some of those owls would agree
you're up too late with the bats and the mice
and the crickets, worrying
how all our summer hours, they go
with their powers and the leaves
swept into the street
Now the snow sleeps in the street
now the snow sleeps in the street
now the snow sleeps in the street
and you are a dream to me
Rundgren-esque rock with big hooks and a hint of the baroque, recommended for fans of Jon Brion and post-Kill Rock Stars Elliott Smith. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 20, 2024