LYRICS

Everything is plausible as daytime melts 
Slipping from familiar into something else 
August life is liminal at eventide 
Summer night, front porch, side by side 

Words become elliptical as volume sinks 
Drawing out our meanings from the lulls and blinks 
Almost imperceptible, the time ticks through 
Maple tree, wishing star, me and you 

    Beyond your eyes of Egyptian blue 
    A lock of brown hair’s gone astray 
    Just a whiff of your shampoo 
    And I fall in love to stay 
    All the neighbors strolling past 
    Sway like dancers in a stream 
    Safe in our sweet sheltering 
    We dream a dream 

Always felt invisible until this spell 
Drifting in and out of sense in parallel 
Recognize you’re kissable with half a sigh 
Yellow moon, small breeze, you and I 

  Beyond your eyes of Egyptian blue 
  A lock of brown hair’s gone astray 
  Just a whiff of your shampoo 
  And I fall in love to stay 
  All the spirits of this spot – 
  Enchanted, awkward or opaque – 
  Mingle as we nod our heads 
  And fall awake

ABOUT

Warm, close-mic’d acoustic song—guitar and harmonies—sung beautifully by Leo. Eric wrote a new lyric to match Leo’s original melody and phrasing; Leo then re-recorded the song singing the new words. A cozy porch-night memory with a pop-bright chorus.
Note: The song title is taken from a 1959 research paper by Brian Sutton-Smith.

CREDITS 

Music, vocals, guitar and mix: Leo Lennox
Lyrics: Eric Albert
© 2024 Eric Albert and Leo Lennox. All rights reserved.

The Kissing Games of Adolescents in Ohio in 1959 (feat. Leo Lennox)

LYRICS

We're out too late
And too high up
Above the trees a lake
Or parking lot
Too far away to tell the difference

Call up your place
talk to myself
Forgot your name
or made it up
Too close to tell how it hits

    You and me in split screen
    (and it hits)
    Living in between the neon minute to minute
    (it isn't this)
    You and me alone in every other minute
    (and it hits)
    moment to moment like this
    (in moments like this)

Another day
Remember how
You wake me, what you say
Or how it breaks
Too far away to tell the difference

    You and me in split screen
    (and it hits)
    Living in between the neon minute to minute
    (it isn't this)
    You and me alone in every other minute
    (and it hits)
    moment to moment like this
    (in moments like this)

We're out too late
And too high up
(and it hits)
Above the trees a lake
(and it hits)
Or parking lot
Too far away

ABOUT

Intimate, slow-burn track with a subtly funky pulse. Leo sings in a warm, close-mic’d voice with layered harmonies.

INFLUENCE

Eric wrote the music inspired by Monte Booker’s production on Ravyn Lenae’s EP “Moon Shoes.” Leo’s lyrics are loosely inspired by Mulholland Drive—dream logic, neon edges, and a love that feels real inside the dream.

CREDITS

Music, instruments, production and mix: Eric Albert
Lyrics, melody and vocals: Leo Lennox
© 2025 Eric Albert and Leo Lennox. All rights reserved.

How It Hits (feat. Leo Lennox)

LYRICS

We're side by side in French class; thank god for the alphabet 
A September to remember, a November to forget 
She's got a sister and a sketchbook and a "Sleep It Off" cassette 
A September to remember, a November to forget 

Catch the singer in that second when she goes from band to band 
Make that second last a season in never-never land 

    The sky falls open and the big rains rain 
    Maples drop their clothes; stubborn oaks remain 
    We've got ringside seats with a windshield view 
    And the passive voice and a petting zoo 

But I have to make her prove it, pile bluff on empty bluff 
She says she'll always love me, I say that's not long enough 

Now all I've got is those eighty days when I felt like teacher's pet 
A September to remember, a November to forget 
I see them blazing in the blackness: Stupid-head and Juliet 
A September to remember, a November to forget
To forget, to forget, to forget

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Midwest emo energy in 2:07: guns blazing from the jump—full-throttle vocal, live drums banging, electric guitar sizzling. Overlapped “call/response” lines keep the momentum pinned; middle section hits with block harmonies; ending harmonies drop out to a bass-unplug pop.

CREDITS

Lyrics: Eric Albert
Music, drums, guitar, bass, lead and harmony vocals, recording & mix: Adrick Mason
© 2023 Eric Albert (lyrics) & Adrick Mason (music/performance). All rights reserved.

A November to Forget (feat. Adrick Mason)

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