honey you were good for me but i can t deny my need to be free grows i resigned myself to climb the stairs to your winning thighs and endless prayers alone my new found confidence you hate everything put down to fate nothing less or more it s a marathon and not a sprint that s what we said before we quit love should grow should boast i feel i m doing time with someone not on my side a mystery divide brings me close to who i love the most a friend from the capital came to visit will she comfort me or does she want to gossip who knows i ll take these worries to the park i won t come home until after dark noone will know except you of course i ll go swimming and ride a bike maybe turn into someone that you d like it s a marathon and not a sprint that s what we said before we quit love should grow should boast
['chamber pop', 'indie pop', 'scottish indie', 'twee pop']