When I kiss you I'm on my tippy toes,
and when you get closer I like to kiss your nose.
Your hair's kind of a mess & that might be my fault too.
This bed feels so big when I'm not in it with you.
You told me that you and i or you and me,
could live in your backseat permanently.
We'll just lay & laugh all day, don't worry about the food.
We could live on leftovers and love.
We might mot be here tomorrow
so you should probably stay the night,
it would guarantee some unity and delay our goodbye.
We wouldn't sleep at all, we'd just kiss and touch and
call each other little nicknames that remind us
we've always been playing games.
Once we were laying down in my bed
and I fell in love with the things you had said
about your future with me
but I could never tell if you're serious.
Leftovers and love, who are we kidding?
We need a roof above our heads,
not a sunroof & a backseat for a
Leftovers and love, who are we kidding?
We need a roof above our heads,
not a sunroof & a backseat for a, for a
Leftovers and love, who are we kidding?
We need a roof above our heads,
not a sunroof & a backseat for a bed.
A collaborative work between French pianist Julien Marchal & British songwriter Ed Tullet, “Eclipses” boasts stark, stirring songs. Bandcamp New & Notable May 29, 2022
Recorded in one night in the Grunewald Church just outside Berlin, this EP explores the relationship between instrumentation and space.
Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 8, 2016