my best foot not forward
I've got a wall, you found a gate
and slipped in so detected
with a perfect smile
and a pint of golden paint
you met your mom for tea
you said you baked a brie and
you said you felt a little fancy
was that the first time that you
lied to me
but I wouldn't know until the next morning
things picked up rather quick and I
should have picked up on it but
you spoke of telescopes and lights
and laughed at growing up
you claimed to like the way I think
I thought you thought a lot like me
and by the time we murdered God
I couldn't get enough but
now I see
you were only real to me
and mark my words I'll be
the sweetest man you'll never meet
and I'll live desperately
but not as desperate as you seem
and I'll wait patiently
for one who thinks how I thought you think
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