I know she's got ambition,
but it's filtered through a screen
I know she's got suspicion,
but it sure ain't of me
I know in the end
when it's been coming in so clean,
she'll say "darling, sweet darling,
won't you come home with me?"
the evening shift was ending
and I saw her walking home
I said "darling won't come back,
or at least take my coat?"
she looked me in the eye
and said "when all is said and done,
darling, sweet darling,
I'll have you begging for the sun."
maybe we come back
maybe when we sing all the somber songs of may
maybe we come back
then maybe, I'll have my way
I know she's got suspicion,
but this ambition is killing me
I know her true condition
is she's afraid of being free
with all this contradiction and all this make believe,
darling, sweet darling,
why did you do this all to me?
credits
from Night Songs,
released July 16, 2014
nick johnston: guitar, vocals, words
julianna zachariou: vocals
pete eigel: electric guitar
Maine singer-songwriter takes his confessional folk in an electronic direction, dabbling in synthwave textures and bedroom pop arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable May 26, 2021