I say hi to the postal man
he waves back and I shake his hand
I say don't you have a letter for me
I say dont you have anything for me
while I drive I think of things you've said
listening to these songs on repeat
I feel fine in my made-up world
I’m in love with my daydream world
postal man takes a break to eat
saw him crying on springfield street
I wonder what did it this time
I wonder just who did this time
Is it wicked not to care? Frances Chang's layered, strange experimental pop recalls Lisa Germano in its pursuit of meaning in a sad world. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 2, 2022