I undressed you as though you couldn’t undress yourself
Confessed to you the habits as a kid and how I asked for help
Went down on you in a manner that conveyed unspoken trust
Brought you to that place where your face grew hot and flushed
I am easy on the eyes never ponder suicide
Paint within the lines never disappear
But I think we’ve only got this one night here
I think we’ve only got this one night here
I listened to your words accepted you as a sinner
And really if you asked I’d bring you home for Christmas dinner
Ringing in the new year we’d sing that Auld Lang Syne
I’d sneak into your bedroom after parents have all resigned
I am gentle with my hands never make absurd demands
Hardly every front I am as I appear
But I think we’ve only got this one night here
I think we’ve only got this one night here
I fall asleep so easy if you’re not here in the morning
Thank you for this evening and really no hard feelings
Rarely have I come across such a beautiful album born out of so much pain. At times it’s almost too personal to listen to. But when I do, Guy’s timeless love for Pam always lifts my spirits. Glorious. Peter Blencowe
Another devastatingly beautiful batch of indie rock confessionals from Ontario singer, producer, and multi-instrumentalist Linnea Siggelkow. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 28, 2024