Pleasant song with summer vibes by Smokehouse.
Artist about the track:
‘Brazil was’ the first song we made together as SMOKEHOUSE. It started with a shitty little drum machine we had laying around, and quickly found its way into the indie-pop thing it is now. It was so hot that year in California, it really drove the song to be this polychromatic dreamlike summer memory of that fantasy everyone wishes they could live over and over again but you never really get the chance to (in any sort of reasonable capacity anyway).
In my mind I swear there’s colors in my mind At the dive They’re playing bowie for a dime Morning bloom She walks out to get the news by the afternoon Were waltzing in the other room Moonlit play We couldn’t wait another day Out on display They had to ask if we’re okay My little Whiskey blue I think we’ve reached impending doom And If the lies are true We might as well be in a tomb So won’t you give me all your love Give me all your love Give me all your love All day long, for all damn night I think I love you and I hate it at the same damn time You can keep your space If it feels any better But they’re closing up the bar Should we just… leave here together