Another Dream - Julia Holter

Death Valley sage

In the flu of the summer

I can feel this way at night

There’s a green in the blue

Why claim control like gods?

In the sweet melody I can see your face

And the wool has taken over

Around the flower tall on the side of

The hill

In the salt

You relive no water pouring

Like anywhere we used to go

On these days so solitary

Always with a bowl of fever

You could maybe take a moment

In the second person the big woe

When we see our faces again ago

Phasing out the photo like we’re so surprised

Here is the great symphony of tenses

All I’ve got is what I’d slowly got

When they pressed a nerve

At sunset telling love

Why does summer just unroll

Patiently on the see-saw?

Memory myths are all

So good

And fortified

In the sweet melody I can see your face