After hours, I see you
I shiver outside as I wait
You say, with a grin, that you won't let me in
But you open the doors anyway
Winter is here, my heart warms
There's no one here but you and I
A hot chocolate mug, my seasonal drug
As the slow winter snow falls outside
Year by year, I come by here
But I'm far too shy to say why
We talk all night under Christmas tree lights
We watch Elf and quote every line
My library card was revoked
I've lived out of town since '05
But I'll still return, each and every winter
To hear the stories you've told me a thousand times
It's November twelfth, just two weeks
I'll come by and check out a book
I'll see you there and I'll pull up a chair
And this time I am staying for good
credits
from Former Spine,
released October 22, 2013
Austin Aeschliman (vocals, keyboards, bass)
Nathan Long (piano)
If you’re interested in Marc’s fourth-wall-breaking, here-there-and-everywhere lyrical style, you’ll have a great time in that conversation. Stephen Carradini
Pale Spring’s first two albums come to vinyl at last, full of moody, low-lit, trip-hop inspired songs with tender, haunting vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 16, 2021