Tried to make one spooky Elanor Rigby-type tune. Sam Cook-Parrott came up with the title, then I wrote a song around it.
lyrics
I try to reach for your hand, I'm losing grip
Can't promise I'll stick around if you really wanna take that trip
The more I feel like getting up and trying to make a change
The less you seem to believe me when I say I'm in pain
Sister Goldenhair
I'm on the brink of somethin' - I'm growin' up
Come home you stink of somethin' - I can't tell what
This whole white glove afair, this cheap mental game
Sister the clothes you wear reveal your social pain
Sister Goldenhair, I thought I saw you there
Sister Goldenhair, She's been dead for years
She's buried right there
I swear she was just there
Sister Goldenhair
Pretty, Lush-inspired dream pop has a gentle touch, with whispered spoken-sung French vocals drifting lightly over shimmering guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2019