I found my joy in a bar somewhere
There's nowhere else I can crawl to
Is it weird if I go to bed
Without a reason to call you?
The consequence of the low light masquerade
The jukebox buzz
The draft list on display
Let's tarnish our guise
Throw out our codes
The consequence of the low light masquerade
I found my joy in a bar somewhere
I just want to be social
If I go out I'll be okay
Another beer for the hopeful
When they laugh on the stools in there
I got a reason to call you
I found my joy in a bar somewhere
There's nowhere else I can crawl to
The consequence of the low light masquerade
The jukebox buzz
The draft list on display
Let's tarnish our guise
Throw out our codes
The consequence of the low light masquerade
I don't want to fall in line
To risk my pride for future endeavors
I don't want to fall behind
Be deemed to dry to hang out forever
(all of my worries, is this too brash and too bold?)
(salt on rim, drink it in, well before you start to unfold)
Babehoven returns with another record of indie folk songs about love, connection, and the fragility of human relationships. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 24, 2024