No there’s no getting over you there’s no getting over you,
There’s no getting over you, there’s things I’d rather do,
No there’s no getting over you there’s no getting over you,
There’s no getting over you, there’s things I’d rather do,
But I start at the base to get the big blocks all laid at foundation’s feet,
Put the flag on the mast and suddenly kissing street, oh me, oh you,
Getting over you no getting through there’s no getting over you,
Nothing will do.
Got instruction sheet out and repeat it with my mouth
But around the eighth step there’s no sense of direction left,
No telling East from West, no bass or treble clef,
Spinning around in my shoes there’s no getting over you,
No telling what love brings but from the twelve string rings truth:
No there’s no getting over you there’s no getting over you,
There’s no getting over you, there’s things I’d rather do,
No there’s no getting over you but I ran from each face,
Tried to shake out the urbane decay on a sandy beach, the waves just out of reach,
Took the bow without the cast and suddenly on course unplanned
Oh you, you knew! Oh me, oh you, getting over you,
The breezes blew, there’s nothing this fog won’t cloak,
But sunshine would do if wind it only blew, the sun shone too,
The storm came up upon the beachy land and into my face the wind blows
But after I’ve picked out the sand, in that sense there’s no
Telling shoreline from coast. To tell you true,
I’m at the beach with my blue, there’s no getting over you.
No there’s no getting over you there’s no getting over you,
There’s no getting over you, there’s things I’d rather do,
But I’d start at the base but there’s getting over you,
There’s no new face there’s things I’d rather do,
There’s no getting over you.
Woozy, rollicking indie rock that's thick and humid, searching vocals set against pealing guitars. Also available on cassette. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 22, 2016
