Oh No Songtext
von Dylan Moon

Into distortion
Weeks were clipping peaks
Traffic and white noise expected
Poolside fledging
Days nudging, bumping
Asphalt and sun rays and plants overhead


Scanning golden
Lights of crescent heights
Warm and gray haunting
Backyard hopping
Thought into thought
Still afraid, thrumming lights
I′m not optimized
Yes, I can sleep on time

Watching through windows
Hollywood Regency
Pumping their arms and their feet jumping
Remembered laughter
Today smudge less grinning
Drove past my old house
Like misting fade