Handprints in the concrete
They run, they run, like
Young birds with the red cheeks
Always
Barefoot on the sea glass
Sharp ones, sharp ones, they
Don't learn when they cut class
What's dust to you is gold to me
(Gold to me)
But we're just different books to read
Where every single chapter
Is another cliffhanger
Last year at SXSW, I fell in love with the music (and adorableness) of Norwegian singer Aurora. This year I'm anticipating a similar reaction to a similar-named singer from a very different place (Antigua; Ibiza-born), and a very different sound. Hoping to catch her at one of the showcases she's in next week.
RIYL: MUNA, Emily Warren, Tove Lo