i’m afraid of something growing
in need of its own love
i can’t take you where i’m going
in need of my own love
there’s nothing but heartbreak
in a windowless room
i left the door open
hoping to find the color blue
i had an umbrella
on a cloudy day
it stayed closed shut,
tied up and it never rained
in the event
that something should happen
i want you to know
so you can tell me the story
of the event
where something transpired
but i don’t want to know
the date this expired
i’m afraid of something growing
in need of its own love
i can’t take you where i’m going
in need of my own love
there’s always someone
else to fill my shoes
i guess it’s a good thing
buying them already used
there’s nothing but heartbreak
or something parallel
to be in the wrong place
it rained but i was somewhere else
in the event
that something should happen
i want you to know
you’re written all over
and in the event
that something transpires
i don’t want to know
why it all expires
i’m afraid of something growing
in need of its own love
i can’t take you where i’m going
in need of my own love
i’m afraid of something growing
in need of its own love
i can’t take you where i’m going
in need of my own love
Stumbled across this great band because of Martha the band and I just love their sometimes melancholy garage-sound.
Also I like the acoustic songs.
I still remember seeing them live in my hometown when they were touring with Erica Freas and asked them for a setlist to have something to remember the great concert.
It´s hanging on my wall since that day :) Ninehundredninetynine
Toronto rivals San Francisco as the North American capital of jangle pop as evidenced by this new record of sunny jams from the Motorists. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024