Holocene - Zella Day, Weyes Blood

Hot water

Hot summer dreams

Hot temperatures

I see it on strangers

Any day now, my phone will ring

I’ll be on an airplane

With my songs and my carry on

I’m mad at the weather

It’s wrong for the time of year

The start of September

So what does your gender reveal?

And I go on

And you go on

Time forgets no one

It never grows tired

It burns like fire

I miss San Francisco

My friend is in college there

She doesn’t come back much

About once a year

And in Colorado

The sun has been beating down

On the morrow when snow falls

Scaring the people in the town

I’ve read on the freeways

Now that it’s in the air

Please, won’t you stay at home?

But for many that’s nowhere

Do you go on?

Today go on

Time forgets no one

She isn’t a liar

Time isn’t fire

Time forgets no one

Time… Time forgets no one

Time forgets… Time…

Time forgets no one

Time forgets… Time forgets…

Time forgets…

Time forgets no one

Time forgets no one

Time forgets no one

Time forgets… Time…

Time forgets no one