Bare feet, big hands, and one thick skin
I was listening to your broken record spin
I hung my sorrows by the door
But they followed me in your house and to the floor
I hope you know I loved you best
When I lay my head down in its groove on your chest
We stayed for hours in that field
Till reality came back, biting at our heels
CHORUS
There’s never been a truer blue
Than the azure I see when I remember you
I met you in the bitter cold
I just wanted a good warm body I could hold
But then I came to understand
You were more than one body, you were one good man
I feel your smile on my lips
Then I catch myself hoping, wishing for a fix
As if I stepped out of the sea
With the salt on my skin still clinging onto me
German-British artist Cosma Joy weaves indie pop, UK jazz, and Neo soul into an ambitious, airy debut EP that’s perfect for springtime. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022