Days were falling around me
Like paper birds
Mistakes and miscalculations
And all my broken words
Gimme gimme gimme a plan
Gimme gimme gimme a place to stand
Gimme gimme gimme your hand
Let us make different mistakes
Chases herself in circles
Tracing the same old misdeeds
And tries to find a way out
And walks the line carefully, carefully
Change the subject when she can
I'm alright, of course I am
Gimme gimme gimme a plan
Gimme gimme gimme a place to stand
Gimme gimme gimme your hand
Let us make different mistakes
Gimme gimme gimme a damn
Gimme gimme gimme everything and
Gimme gimme gimme your hand
A new record from Sondre Lerche is packed full of big hooks, bigger feelings, and twinkly instrumentation more minimalist than baroque. Bandcamp New & Notable May 7, 2020