Perfect from In Trees by Little Melody

Get up, Get up, You have to move,
pull on your coat and hit the road.
Frigid and Frigid, Frigid cold, the sun won't melt but you'll get old.

Work and work and never quit, it's the way it is, until the thermometer bursts. It's hot, it's hot, it's hot in hell, keep working, keep working and you'll eat well.

Ragged clothing and tattered lives, empty promises and empty homes, don't falter, don't fall, don't falter don't fall, or you'll lose your breath.

Theres a woman we'd love to be.
You know how it feels.
Theres a woman we'd love to be.
It's pretty simple.

She's a real class act, never downed a six pack, sat a bar unaccompanied with strangers. Doesn't stay out to late, wondering the streets, had a goal since she was 19.

Took a year to travel, never missed a picture, graduated honours, had a car at 16, gets asked to parties, doesn't break under anxiety, pretty features, and stamina.

Theres a woman we'd love to be.
Theres a woman! We'd love to be.
Theres a woman we'd love.

It's hot, it's hot, it's hot as hell, keep working, keep working, and you'll live well.

It's hot, it's hot, it's hot as hell, keep working, keep working, and you'll live well.

• Experimental
• ambient
• experimental electronic
• goth electronic
• romantic
• Canada