Sometimes,
the perfect song writes itself, because sometimes things do take time and
should be hard, but sometimes they should also just fall into place almost
magically. (I realized I just typed the
word “sometimes” three times in the first sentence alone)
I’m
not sure about the “Silver” part, but DURA has an ambient quality with electric
guitar strumming that definitely makes me think of the “Lawns” part. Montages of different lawns I’ve been on-
playing, lying, passed out, whatever- float through my head as I listen to this
cassette.
It
can border on FNL and also get loopy (in the way that it loops, not in the
other meaning) so overall it just reminds me of being in freshly grown soft
grass on a sunny day, perhaps reading, perhaps without a care in the
world.
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