So far but we’re getting closer
Fast car, The days getting warmer
Two hearts, We’re stone bricks and martyr
We start, The nights getting colder
And now I’m dancing and I can’t let go
Thinking about you and I can’t, I can’t let go
Back seat, Turn up the stereo
Pink hair, She’s so unusual
We go in search of a place
A cabin by a green lake
A hidden place far away
We call home
Strange times we live in a car
In dreams we’re ghosts on a shore
We fall back to the floor
We are home
Skin tight, We race to a boxcar
Eyes bright, We haunt through the graveyard.
It’s alright, we runnin to the moonlight
I feel your cold sweat, Shivering through the warm night
And now I’m dancing and I can’t let go
Thinking about you and I can’t, I can’t let go
This heart, Is beating right through the radio
Pink hair, She’s so unusual
We go in search of a place
A cabin by a green lake
A hidden place far away
We call home
Strange times we live in a car
In dreams we’re ghosts on a shore
We fall back to the floor
We are home
I watched the waves hit the shore
Like when we fall to the floor
We fuck, We run, We roar
To find home
Chamber pop with lyrics that are alternately wry and confessional, Oropendola creates whole worlds built on purposeful keyboard melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 2, 2023