The sun through the breakers Finally bends after all its travels Casts a dark and emerald light A day trapped inside a night Oh look, now isn’t that my kind
The light is slowly fading
The night it has been waiting
To brush up with the day
As they go their separate ways
Oh look, there’s magic in their passing
Old friend I see you worry
You’re wondering how to help
You don’t have to do a thing
You don’t to say a thing
You’re here and that’s everything to me You don’t have to do a thing
You don’t to say a thing
You’re here and that’s everything to me
The light it’s slowly fading
The night it has been waiting
To brush up with the day
As they go their separate ways
Oh look, there’s magic in their passing
Australian singer-songwriter explores self-examination, loneliness, and post-pandemic malaise through delicate, empathetic folk pop. Bandcamp New & Notable May 5, 2024
supported by 6 fans who also own “Sun Through the Breakers”
As part of a Columbus OH Available Light Theatre performance of Ghost Quartet, I found that this music never gets old even after a dozen listen throughs. brentcellofan