Something Borrowed from Summer Moon by There Will Be Fireworks

So love,
do you recognise me?
Am I still the boy you saw
in that basement
in that summer?

Are you sure
of all that we were sure of?
Do you lie awake at night
wondering who’s this by your side?

And we’ve changed
in one hundred different ways,
but my heart still beats the same.
It’s coming, coming, coming:
the day when this present pain will fade,
when we will be okay.
It’s coming, coming, coming.

Something borrowed, something blue,
something broken now made new.
There’s a ring around the truth
and I feel it too.
When there’s no one else around
what was lost can now be found
in sheets of snow upon the ground.

So love,
do you recognise me?
Am I still the boy you saw
in that basement
in that summer?

And we’ve changed
in one hundred different ways,
but my heart still beats the same.
It’s coming, coming, coming.
It’s coming, coming, coming.

I hear the notes all bending.
There will be time and time and time
for every summer’s ending,
for every life you dream at night.
Somewhere in deathless darkness
waits every hope and prayer and plan,
unanswered by the silence —
all our tomorrows on our hands.

• Alternative
• alternative rock
• indie
• indie rock
• post-rock
• Glasgow