Uploaded September 2026 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago

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Taken from "Wish Road South", out now on Loose:
lnk.to/hh-wishroadsouth

Lyrics:

eight in the morning, just when I'm yawning
catching the bus now I'm reading a story
the words that you're writing mustn't be boring
mustn't be long words, where is my story? yeah

ooh baby I could write another song and I'll call it
too slow maybe
i know that i'm writing something about you, yeah

where is the joy and how is the future?
fast like a river I ran to the ocean
I am the ocean, you are the picture
you are the stars through a perfect mirror

red as a flower, well here are the tulips
digging in the ground like your mother showed you,
I'm on the planet that's closest to Venus,
stared at the sun 'til I couldn't see you, yeah

ooh baby I could write another song and I'll call it
too slow maybe
i know that i'm writing something about you
ooh baby I could write another song and I'll call it
you know maybe
i know that i'm writing something about you, yeah