Hiding Place by Observer Drift

You cannot make the sun go down, so just wait.
Crawl into your hiding place.
A feeling grows but soon it dies. It dies.
Tomorrow always comes and so I try

To keep my doubts in a picture frame
To hold your hand but its not the same.
I turn my head and try to say.
I close my eyes and walk away

I will always try
I will always try

To keep my doubts in a picture frame
to hold your hand but its not the same
I turn my head and try to say
I close my eyes and walk away

• Alternative
• dream pop
• retrowave
• synthwave
• Clearwater