Lyrics

I heard they closed down the Slipper Room
That’s where I used to watch her dance
Just a shit hole club in the neighbourhood
But it was ours, it was ours
Yeah when the lights went down it was ours

Now the pickle store is selling cigars
The landlords won’t leave anything to chance
I can’t say that I blame them at all
But it was ours, it was ours
Yeah there was a time when all of this was ours

What can you do when the seasons change?
There’s just no point to paint the fading leaves, so let them fall
Beneath the cobblestones

Yesterday I went to try the new cafe
Just to see what all the fuss was for
I couldn’t tell you if I wanted to
But she drew a flower
In my drink she drew a pretty little flower

What can you do when the seasons change?
She drew a flower, she drew a flower
In my drink she drew a pretty little flower

credits

from Little March, released 01 March 2013
Written by Adam Levy
Guitar: Adam Levy
Vocals: Adam Levy
Double Bass: Kaveh Rastegar
Percussion & BV’s: Shelley Segal
Produced by S. Husky Höskulds at Groundlift Studio
Released by True Music 2013