He was all fingers and thumbs
She was hospital corners
He didn’t care about the words
He only listened to the chorus
“This will never work”
They all told us
But how the mighty fall…
It was summer not too many years ago when I met her
Cursing the sun and waiting for the snow
The bus arrived long before winter: I followed her on
I pretended we were going in the same direction
A boy sat down next to me I snapped out of my world
I noticed his hair around his finger curl
I can’t remember who spoke first but he made me forget the sun
We drove on together, north, to the next season
Autumn leaves he kicked around his feet
She cursed when he dragged them in
The years went by the time they tried to deny
But they fell down, down, down, no matter how they tried
Vera said it best
How Earthly souls escaped and fled
To be sent to be re-born again
And how they wept when they read
How they could be like the feathers blown
So free on a breeze so far from home
A victory of sorts in flesh
Not made hollow but of bone
He was all fingers and thumbs
She was hospital corners
He didn’t care about the words
He only listened to the chorus
“This will never work”
They all told us
But how the mighty fall…
Colliding a host of global sounds—from desert blues to Turkish psych—Abronia comes up with a mind-melting combo that never fails to thrill. Bandcamp New & Notable May 23, 2022