Fluorescent emptiness in the parking lot behind the Hess
Watch my watch, smoke pyramids, the clerk thinks I'm a broke degenerate
You were supposed to be my ride
I'm too young and drunk to drive
I guess someone changed your mind
Now I'll walk home alone knowing you'll walk home alone someday
Summer grass autumn moon, I walk along the train tracks and the backyards wanting you
Permanent loneliness, I was born to wander like a ghostly penitent
You were supposed to be my ride
Guess you found weed and got high
I'm dancing in the moonlight
Now I'll walk home alone hoping you'll walk alone someday
Trippy psych-pop from the Madrid-based artist Yani Martinelli, available on a cassette that comes with “a small surprise.” Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 22, 2019