Turn out the light, let’s be still for awhile Let the wind blow in with the rain A change in the season, a tangle of sheets And the heat pipe half broken again I watch you watching, the headlights, you’re lost in A country i cannot find They pass on the ceiling, a strobe in slow motion Alive in the cracks of the blinds Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone Something lost and something won Try to remember, the heat of the summer The salt and the steam on the road Driving for hours to sit at the water Make love on a pile of our clothes But something has shifted, a wind in the branches The cold coming in like a drug Curled like two questions, a couple of dancers Alone in our separate thoughts Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone Something lost and something won Something lost and something won
If you've ever lived in Minneapolis, and its wet and driving cold, this song will speak to you. Maybe even scream at you a little.
This is incredible! The voice, the song, the string arrangement, and of course the mics - love it!
This is unreal! What fine talent to showcase these wonderful microphones + where they are made. Amazing b/w videography to match the audio too...
How could you not love this?! Amazing Anna! and Kudos to Ear Trumpet Labs! I don't see how the sound could be any better!
Turn out the light, let’s be still for awhile
Let the wind blow in with the rain
A change in the season, a tangle of sheets
And the heat pipe half broken again
I watch you watching, the headlights, you’re lost in
A country i cannot find
They pass on the ceiling, a strobe in slow motion
Alive in the cracks of the blinds
Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis
A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone
Something lost and something won
Try to remember, the heat of the summer
The salt and the steam on the road
Driving for hours to sit at the water
Make love on a pile of our clothes
But something has shifted, a wind in the branches
The cold coming in like a drug
Curled like two questions, a couple of dancers
Alone in our separate thoughts
Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis
A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone
Something lost and something won
Something lost and something won
I believe she is about to skyrocket soon. Even if she’s writing for other people. Any intelligent management team that doesn’t pick her up is foolish.
this is so pretty i can't believe it
Extraordinary talent all!
Wonderful song and performance! The string arrangement is soooo good. I'm a new fan and looking forward to exploring more of Anna's catalog.
Magnifico! :-)
#musicismyonlydrug yes yes yes incredible