With the scars tattooed on my soul I’m still bleeding
I need to hear Lynott’s wistful voice, while I walk through the quays
I know I won’t be found I paid my dues long ago
Maybe you don’t know that I’ve been ‘round
Two blocks away from a place I call home, across the river Liffey
Tonight I paint the smile of the moon, just to keep me busy
Sore under my soles, I believe I’m reaching the end
One more for the road, one less to forget
Don’t you leave black roses in the mail again
Will I have to clean my trace?
If I’m better off under the rain
I leave behind the roar of the town, sirens wail in the city
The light has turned from the rocky ground, to the open Dublin skies
I know I won’t be found I paid my dues long ago
Maybe you don’t know that I’ve been ‘round
Don’t you leave black roses in the mail again
Will I have to clean my trace?
If I’m better off under the rain
This collaborative EP merges Khruangbin's funk with Leon Bridges's soulful melodies to create an unparalleled sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 7, 2020