Dark gray and dismal days surround me
But it’s the middle of July
The sunlight’s peeking ever so slightly through the shades
Little birds are singing away outside
Passing cars drown out the noise of summer
Brilliant flowers fade to gray
It may be July outside my window
But it feels like December these days
December these days
The golden sun sets in the distance
All by itself it slips away
The long shadows cast almost bring me comfort
As I stare at them and hope for better days
Hope for better days
Passing cars drown out the noise of summer
Brilliant flowers fade to gray
It may be July outside my window
But it feels like December these days
December these days
Passing cars drown out the noise of summer
Brilliant flowers fade to gray
It may be July outside my window
But it feels like December these days
December these days
A female voice that feels out of another century quivers over a folk harp on the 11 tracks that make up this exclusive video album. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 14, 2016
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