As I look through the trees
The colors they change
And the leaves are fallin’ down
There’s a chill in the air
You know that autumn is here
And time keeps slippin’ by
Walking alone, writing on the stone
Endless misty fields
It’s a memory, comin’ back to me
Like the indigo dusk of the night
(in the night time)
And it feels like everything’s right
(and it feels so right)
The indigo dust of the night, feels so right
Looking up at the sky
As the daylight fades
Standing right before my eyes
It’s an image so clear
As the night draws near
It’s a place I wanna be
Through the valley I go, and the shadows they grow
Grey October skies
It’s a memory, comin’ back to me
Like the indigo dusk of the night
(in the night time)
And it feels like everything’s right
(and it feels so right)
The indigo dust of the night, feels so right
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Like the indigo dusk of the night
(in the night time)
And it feels like everything’s right
(and it feels so right)
The indigo dust of the night, feels so right
Winter McQuinn mixes soft rock and psychedelic folk for a sound reminiscent of classic pop purveyors like Cut Worms and the Lemon Twigs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024