January from Roam by Trevor Exter

Stay up and tell me your story
In attic rods shivering cold
Even pace even before me
Something this year feels so old

January calling me
Molasses sweet and slow
Bells and burdens talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me

And I wanted and I wanted and I wanted to go
Down straight crooked highways for sure
All the good and bad friends
And the sailors I know
And I wanted and I wanted and I wanted to go

Map me the miles you've been treading
Through winter and slumber and salt
Feed me the year you've been shedding
Sleeping on top of a fault

January calling me
Water in my ear
Bells and burdens talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me

And I wanted and I wanted and I wanted to go
Down straight crooked highways for sure
All the good and bad friends
And the sailors I know
And I wanted and I wanted and I wanted to go
And I wanted and I wanted and I wanted to go
And I wanted and I wanted and I wanted to go
And I wanted and I wanted and I wanted to go

• Alternative
• cello
• chamberpop
• electronica
• lo-fi
• Los Angeles