After months on my own
I still sleep on the same side of bed
Tossing and turning, no one to my left
Flipping the pillows, getting no rest
I wake up diagonal face down
No one to shake me awake
Each alarm interrupts the last
Who will tell me if I’m runnin’ late?
Send me some love
Just enough to fill in this missing piece
Some of your love
Just a little taste til you come back to me
Summon your love
A long warm hug
Summon your love
A long warm hug
That feels like this…
[Instrumental Break]
I kissed the camera
Wishing that I kissed you instead
My eyes wide open, my eyelids are shut
I put down the phone and crawl back in bed
Summon your love
A long warm hug
That’s what I really need
If I gotta, I’ll beg and plead
If one day had been a year I’d stay a week if you were here
I would. I would.
Nothing moves here without my touch
Never thought I could miss you this much
I could. I could.
Let’s settle in the city and never look back
Can’t afford a house but don’t think about that
We could. We could.
This posthumous record by the lead singer of the Tragically Hip, containing both electric & acoustic takes, showcases his songwriting gifts. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2020
Slaughter Beach, Dog—a.k.a. Modern Baseball’s Jake Ewald—deliver taut, tuneful indie rock, effortlessly melodic and soaring. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2016