Peach Milk by Zach Headon

Words float around like cherry blossom
When delicate fragrance hits you like a train
The summer is calling your name

We took the train so far away
And spent the day in a sweet cafe

She’s the one who drinks peach milk
She’s strong, never really wrong
A sad little song

Peach milk gone bad in the sun
Should’ve kept the can closed

And she breathes through memories
I’m the kite on the wire

The sea moves the floor away from me
But the wind played tricks with her hair
I could never really care

But to reunite with that summer sun
Through the cool and silky waves
That wash me away

She’s the one who drinks peach milk
She’s strong, never really wrong
A sad little song

Peach milk gone bad in the sun
Should’ve kept the can closed

And she breathes through memories
I’m the kite on the wire

Talk to me
Do you remember those days?
When the sun splashed on your face just the same

As the milk we left out there
Swirling around in it’s tin tomb
Waiting for us to look up at the moon

She’s the one who drinks peach milk
She’s strong, never really wrong
A sad little song

Peach milk gone bad in the sun
Should’ve kept the can closed

And she breathes through memories
I’m the kite on the wire

Peach milk taking over the moon
It was over too soon

But we had so much fun
Under that sun

• Acoustic
• Experimental
• Soundtrack
• acoustic folk
• acoustic guitar
• lo-fi
• lo-fi indie folk
• summer
• summer music
• summer vibes
• summertime
• summery
• Cardiff