She was a brittle curly haired girl twirling in a broken world. Like scattered glass on diamond dreams, her sparkles are a stream flowing down.
It was a rusty old love from the start, she was skating on a thin heart. It gets colder everyday, freedom was lost on the way, flowing down.
She held her future in her hands, there was dreams, gold and foreign lands. She fell in love with a stranger, there was laughter, there was anger flowing down.
Now the moon hangs high in her windows, those memories pass like a train. Flowing through her veins, you can never stop the rain flowing down.
Tele Novella continue their mystical journey to the heart of lovelorn country & western on their upcoming Kill Rock Stars full-length. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 29, 2023