I’ll wait for you outside of your mother’s house
This time will be planned to the letter
When love is not madness, it is not love, it isn’t love, darlin’
So let’s ride our bikes beneath the glowing orange bug lights, darlin’
Past the paper man, you’ll hold my hand while the subdivision sleeps
Early morning air will freeze our tears and dull our fears, darlin’
We’ll leave our phones behind the dresser
We’ll make our escape
Have fun together
We can wet the bed and shave our heads and be ourselves, darlin’
We will stay up late and speak our minds and contemplate, darlin’
Why they hit their kids and lose their shit when they really hate themselves
We will never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever
Go home again
As La Barca said
When love is not madness, it is not love, it isn’t love, darlin’
So let’s ride our bikes beneath the glowing orange bug lights, darlin’
Past the paper man, you’ll hold my hand while the subdivision sleeps
Early morning air will freeze our tears and dull our fears, darlin’
We can wet the bed and shave our heads and be ourselves, darlin’
We will stay up late and speak our minds and contemplate, darlin’
Why they hit their kids and lose their shit when they really hate themselves
I’ll wait for you outside of your mother’s house
This time will be
The debut LP from Chicago's Lightleak is taut, carefully composed indie rock that doesn't lose any urgency to its intricate arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 23, 2021