And fall returns again with his freckled face
And I never taste discontentment
When he visits me.
The air gets sweeter the nights go longer
I grow softer around the edges.
And it’s not quite cold enough to need your hand to keep mine warm
And I’m happy.
CHORUS
And the trees are blushing because they know
And the trees are blushing because they know
Seasons come and must then go.
And winter’s on his way with icy lips
I sought to kiss a year ago
Does my regret show?
And fall I beg of you take your time
Don’t leave me quite so soon, it’s too soon
Cause when you’ve departed from me
My heart grows anxious and I can’t sleep
Will you return to me?
CHORUS
And the leaves are dying because they know
And the leaves are dying because they know
Seasons come and must then go
And my heart is quiet because it knows
And my heart is quiet because it knows
Seasons come and must then go.
Marvelously languid soul and jazz intermingle on these low-lit songs from Sebastian Roca, with feather-light guitars and shuffling drums. Bandcamp New & Notable May 9, 2020
Two dozen 12-string acoustic improvisations that feel undeniably haunting, like lost transmissions from ancient Appalachia, rediscovered. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2022