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Sweet Sorrow
00:37
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I wanted long hair to be pretty, but I wanted short hair to feel free
When I think about my younger self I want to pick me right up and hold me
I’m filled with such a sweet, sweet, sweet sorrow
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Blockbuster
03:41
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What are you doing tonight?
Do you wanna go for a ride,
Down the street to the Blockbuster?
We can walk up and down the aisles forever
I’ll pick you up at your place
Oh, I’m dying to see your face
As I show you all the covers
Of the movies in the adult section
It used to be so simple
It used to be so simple
I wish it could just be simple
We could huddle up on the couch
No other radio waves interrupting our show
Both our eyes glued to the television screen
And occasionally each other
We’ll take this tape back in a week
After watching the same thing on repeat
And no matter how many times we see the same scenes, over and over again
Our bellies still hurt from laughter
It used to be so simple
It used to be so simple
I wish it could just be simple
Do you think our love would be a little easier if we still had a local Blockbuster?
I’m tired of us being on our cellulars looking at pictures of other people when we’re together
I’m so tired of netflix and chillin’, I just want to rent a movie and watch it over again
Over again, over again, over again
Do you think our love would be a little easier if we still had a local Blockbuster?
I’m tired of us being on our cellulars looking at pictures of other people when we’re together
I’m so tired of netflix and chillin’, I just want to rent a movie and watch it over again
Over again, over again, over again
Do you think our love would be a little easier if we still had a local Blockbuster?
I’m tired of us being on our cellulars looking at pictures of other people when we’re together
I’m so tired of netflix and chillin’...
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Bean
03:45
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My sister told me she’s going to have a baby
I cried for hours, but I swear the tears were happy
I can’t believe we’ve made it here already
I guess it makes sense, we’re both pushing 30
And I hope this new life breathes new life in me
But I know that’s a lot to ask of someone who’s the size of a bean
I hope one day to be a mom myself
But right now I can’t imagine loving someone else
I want to be like the woman who raised me
But I’m so scared I’ll never find out what it means to love unconditionally
And I hope this new life breathes new life in me
And I know that’s a lot to ask for someone still the size of a bean
I’m banking on feeling something new
I have no backup plan so I hope my prayers come true
Even in the midst of your joy my selfishness precedes me
I’m thinking about what your baby can give to me
And not what I can give
‘Cause all I have is sorrow, and that’s the one thing I won’t let them borrow
I hope this new life breathes new life in me
And I know that’s a lot to ask of someone still the size of a bean
I’m banking on feeling something new
So I’m placing all my bets on you
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Lana Winterhalt Winnipeg, Manitoba
Indie-pop musician producer from Winnipeg, Manitoba.
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