Saturday night
Left me on the bench
You wrestled me into
A paralytic state of indifference
I'm not your man
I'm not your lover
Just a hole in the heart
Of a sputtering out false start
When there's no one left
To do you wrong
And you feel like
You can't bare
To face it all
Our spotty thoughts weave on
The night's seem long
But I'll be right there
To catch you when you fall
Yesterdays fight
Sent me on a blitz
We just can't seem to see
Each other in the other
So it ends with fists
You're not my friend
You're not my lover
Just coal in the dark
Holding out for a flame
To spark
When there's no one left
To do you wrong
And you feel like
You can't bare
To face it all
Our spotty thoughts weave on
The night's seem long
But I'll be right there
To catch you when you fall
Avi Buffalo had a hand in producing this cassette of Lowpines' serene, self-described "Lo-fi-Anglo-Americana pop songs." Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 28, 2016